Frank Turner – Peggy Sang The Blues (Guitar)

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Peggy came to me in my sleep

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In the middle of the night on a Friday night last week

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She whispered hush child but don't be scared

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I've got a few words of wisdom that I've come back to share

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and she said, doesn't matter where you come from

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 It matters where you go

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    No one gets remembered, 

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 for the things they didn't do

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I said Peggy won't you stay here for a while

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We can drink whiskey, we can play cards and we can get wild

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She said we'll play poker and we'll play for keeps

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I only played angels lately and they never let me cheat

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 Doesn't matter where you come from

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 It matters where you go

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     No one gets remembered, 

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in this listless life, for the things they didn't do

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You could say I had a good time, you could say I had class

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You could say that I was born beneath this ceiling made of glass

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But I always kept an open house and always did right by my friends

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When I get to Saint Peter's gate I'll tell the keeper I'm not the one who 

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needs to make amends.

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'Cause better times are coming, 

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    better times ahead

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    No one gets remembered, 

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my deathless child, So don't waste too long in bed

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 Doesn't matter where you come from

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 It matters where you go

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    No one gets remembered, 

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in this listless, loveless life, for the things they didn't do

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      Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off

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Well, Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off

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Well, Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off

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Well, Peggy sang the blues,

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      Peggy sang the blues,