Misc Originals – Ben Puttmann - This Side Of The Song (Guitar)

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A stranger to this town,

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made his way up to the stage

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He strummed a few familiar chords

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While I tried to guess his age

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He moved like he was 85,

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but sang like 21

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The life he’d lived, came through his voice

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When I heard him call me son

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I told him that I loved his sound

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The best I’d heard in years

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When I asked if I could buy a drink

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His thankful eyes filled up with tears

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The safest place to stay,

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Is on this side of the song

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These lyrics build the house I need

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Your words make it a home

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When you walk away from nothing

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It makes for easy packing

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This beat up case holds all I need

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If you’re thinking about asking

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So tell me son, what you’d like to hear

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From back where you belong

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I’ll sing the words the best I can

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From this on this side of the song

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I asked him about life and love

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And where he gets his hymn

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He said it comes from love and life

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And what the good Lord took from him

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He said my wife and I, lost our little boy

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Just hours ‘for I lost her

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My guitar lost its tune that day

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And so did my whole world

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He said he moves from town to town

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To try and grasp this life

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Then he faded toward that smoky stage

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Before saying one more time.

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The safest place to stay,

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Is on this side of the song

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These lyrics build the house I need

F
Your words make it a home

C
When you walk away from nothing

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It makes for easy packing

Am
This beat up case holds all I need

F
If you’re thinking about asking

C
So tell me son, what you’d like to hear

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From back where you belong

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I’ll sing the words the best I can

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From this on this side of the song