Boxes

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         One, two, three

[Verse 1]
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I found boxes of first CDs 
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tryin' to get my office clean
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Took ten years of folks givin' 
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them to me 'til I sat down
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And I saw hesitant poses and torn
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 up jeans
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In cover photos friends took for 
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free
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For the six minute songs, and all 
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their lifelong dreams the world 
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turned down

[Chorus]
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   They're just dreamin' up some 
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life out on the road, oh
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   When all I dream about's the 
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day that I'll be home
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I'd long forgotten how it feels 
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to chase a dream
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Thank God for boxes of first CDs 
(yeah)

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[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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On through this Rolodex of 
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railroad tracks and fresh-cut hair
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I see Joy who won some Grammys and
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 is now a millionaire
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Looks different now than she does 
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right there, but that's how it goes
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As for the rest, I bet they're 
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teachers or pastors now
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Pictured in jackets girlfriends 
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picked out
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All their hometowns turned these 
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up, all the labels turned them 
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down, and never wrote (whoa)

[Chorus]
Em               C            
   They're just dreamin' up some 
    G               D
life out on the road, oh
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   When all I dream about's the 
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day that I'll be home
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I'd long forgotten how it feels 
                G
to chase a dream
Em        D            C
Thank God for boxes of first CDs 
(yeah)

[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
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A thrift store jacket and ten less 
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pounds
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Lookin' like a fool in some big 
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field with my bare feet on the 
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ground
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Bad song titles and worse drum 
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sounds, I didn't know

[Chorus]
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That all my dreams had come true
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 out here on the road
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I never dreamed that I could 
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call this life my own
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Thought I'd forgotten how it 
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feels to chase a dream
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But thank God for how it feels 
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to chase a dream
Em             D             C
And thank God for boxes of first CDs
 (yeah)