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Rachel Potter
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September Song
Woke up today and tried to remember the song that you played on a day in september When I was just eight years old playing in our living room
I begged you to teach me my favorite song on that beat up guitar that wouldn't stay strung. I practiced my G.C. in D cords all afternoon
You'd tell me the stories of those nights down in Memphis Playing on Beals street and spotlights for tourists And saying that we should go meet the ghosts that played the blues
Yeah, Well that was my dad back in his glory days Before the sparkle in his eyes would graudually fade I lost a hero that, shouldn't have been taken away
I miss you and I'm trying to pick up the pieces of my heart now that your gone. I see you, and I feel you and familiar faces and all of the places we've been and the places will never get to go.
I was eighten, Time to start school I had to go out on my own Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com wide eyed and clueless I'd never been away from this house and my family So I packed up my bags to move to Orlando And saw the first tears from my dad through the window As I reversed the car, I saw how much he really loved me Yeah, well I lost a hero that shoudn't have been taken away
I miss you and I'm trying to pick up the pieces of my heart now that your gone. I see you, and I feel you and familiar faces and all of the places we've been and the places will never get to go. I see you, and I feel you and familiar faces and all of the places we've been and the places will never get to go. All of the places we've been and the places will never get to go.
Woke up today and tried to remember the song that you played on a day in september When I was just eight years old playing in our living room.
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