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    It sure is nice
    Sittin' on this porch
    Pickin' these old time songs
    No matter how far
    I get from here
    This place still feels like home

    Remember all those summer nights
    We'd talk about life and such
    Well Dad, I've come to realize
    I haven't said enough

    Thanks for the G chord
    Teachin' me about the good Lord
    Givin' me that old Ford
    When I turned sixteen
    Thanks for hangin' in there
    When I was goin' nowhere
    Thanks for never
    Changin' that lock on the front door
    Thanks for the G chord

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    That flat top Martin
    You gave me back then
    You know I've still got it now
    I keep it locked up
    In that same ol' case
    You used to tote around

    Sometimes when the crowd is quiet
    I'll bring it out again
    And play the first song you taught me
    Back when I was ten

    Thanks for the G chord
    Teachin' me about the good Lord
    Givin' me that old Ford
    When I turned sixteen
    Thanks for hangin' in there
    When I was goin' nowhere
    Thanks for never
    Changin' that lock on the front door
    Thanks for the G chord

    Thanks for hangin' in there
    When I was goin' nowhere
    Thanks for never
    Changin' that lock on the front door
    Thanks for the G chord

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    Composición: Byron Hill

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