Ani DiFranco – Soft Shoulder (Guitar)

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    I don't keep much stuff around

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    I value my portability

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    But I will say that I have saved

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    Every letter you ever wrote to me

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    The one you left on my windshield

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    Outside of that little motel

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    Is in the pocket of my old gig bag

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    From back when life was more soft shelled

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   Letters littered with little lewd pictures

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   Drawn by the ghost of Woody Guthrie

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   Who would use your big thick hand

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Just to draw one or two for me

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    And I think of your letters as love letters

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    Which is how I think of songs

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    In that it is the writing of them

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    That tends to carry us along

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    And I dance to one of your old tunes

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    With my true love on our wedding day

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    And your voice sang the way my heart would sing

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    If it finally knew just what to say

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   Two people pulled over on the same night

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   To look up at the same stars

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   They both found their wheels were spinning in a soft shoulder

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When they both got back into their cars

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    And they missed fate's appointed rendezvous

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    And then a whole lotta time went by

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    And one day they were done worshipping the landscape

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And they just put down their hands

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And moved into the sky

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And they had barely said hello

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And it was time to say goodbye