This Shirt

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This shirt is old and faded, all
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 the color's washed away
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I've had it more damn years than 
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I can count anyway
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I wear it beneath my jacket, 
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with the collar turned up high
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So old I should replace it, but 
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I'm not about to try

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This shirt's got silver buttons, 
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and a place upon the sleeve
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Where I used to set my heart up 
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right there where anyone could see
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This shirt is the one I wore to 
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every boring high school dance
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Where the boys ignored the girls 
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and we all pretended to like the 
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band

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This shirt was a pillow for my 
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head on a train through Italy
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This shirt was a blanket beneath 
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the love we made in Argeles
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This shirt was lost for three 
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whole days in a town near Buffalo
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Till I found the locker key in a
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 downtown Trailways bus depot
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This shirt is the one I lent you,
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 and when you gave it back
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It had a rip inside the sleeve 
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where you rolled your cigarettes
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It was the place I put my heart, 
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now look at where you put a tear
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I forgave your thoughtlessness, 
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but not the boy who put it there


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This shirt was the place your cat 
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decided to give birth to five
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And we stayed up all night 
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watching, and we wept when the last 
one died
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This shirt is just an old faded 
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piece of cotton
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Shining like memories inside 
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those silver buttons


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This shirt is a grand old relic 
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with a grand old history
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I wear it now for Sunday chores, 
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cleaning house and raking leaves
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I wear it beneath my jacket with
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 the collar turned up high
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So old I should replace it, but 
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I'm not about to try