Misc Originals – Brady Miller - The Old Wooden Box (Guitar)

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Packin’ up my things after twenty years together

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Got my banjo, some clothes, and  boots of spanish leather

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I was about to leave, then it dawned on me, there was one more thing to get

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The old wooden box great granny gave me where my memories are kept

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The old hinge cried out when I cracked the lid, to a place I ain't seen in years

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All those photographs of times gone by, my eyes filled with tears

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It took me back, felt like I was at, a time when I was young

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When the old wooden box was new to me, in the winter of eighty-one.

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Time moves on and before you know it, forty years have past,

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Good times were had, some were sad, nothing ever lasts.

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But there is a place, that is safe, in the dark behind the locks

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Where my memories are kept, in the old wooden box.

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Here’s one of Pop, when I was six, look at those lamb chops

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There’s Hill and Pete, dancin’ like fools, pullin’ out all the stops

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Then there’s me, lookin’ like a string bean, holdin’ up a fish

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And times with my great granny, oh how I wish.

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Time moves on and before you know it, forty years have past,

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Good times were had, some were sad, nothing ever lasts.

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But there is a place, that is safe, in the dark behind the locks

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Where my memories are kept, in the old wooden box.

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Now over the hill, I close my eyes, sit back and reflect

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A life gone by, not knowing what, next to expect

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I see the places, and many faces, I’d almost forgot

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If not for the memories, in the old wooden box

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Time moves on and before you know it, forty years have past,

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Good times were had, some were sad, nothing ever lasts.

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But there is a place, that is safe, in the dark behind the locks

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Where my memories are kept, in the old wooden box.

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Where my memories are kept, in the old wooden box.