Joshua

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Joshua was an old man, his beard 
like mountain snow
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And when I was a boy we'd have jam 
   C
sessions
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I'd sneak off to old Sharptop, with 
my guitar I would go
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When I should have been at school, 
            C
learnin' my lessons

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And he'd sip a little moonshine
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And I'd smoke a corncob pipe
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And we'd pick all day until our 
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fingers bled
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And right around supper time
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I'd run home in the night
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Just in time to get a whoppin' 
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from my Dad


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My friend Joshua tells me that 
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picking wont pay the rent
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Well I set out to prove him wrong in
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 time
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I dont guess I can recall all the 
hours that I spent
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Just beating on that old flat top 
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of mine
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Me and my friend Joshua lord
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We must have played them all
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And I got to where I could put the
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 old man to shame
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I don't guess it ever seemed to 
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bother Josh at all
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We still loved to pick 'em just 
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the same

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 Oh,  way back when
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 He was 65 and I was 10
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 And I will never be as free again
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   Oh, way back when

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The summer flew by quickly and Josh 
and I spent our time
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Writing words to songs from memories
 of his past
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He'd tell me bout the way it was 
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and I'd find the perfect rhyme
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And I couldn't believe how we wrote
           C
 our songs so fast
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I never knew an old man could be so 
full of life
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The love we had was so hard to 
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explain
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And I remember how the tears fell 
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when he spoke of his late wife
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And I'd give him my 6-string to 
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ease his pain

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 Oh,  way back when
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 He was 65 and I was 10
     C             G     F
 And I will never be as free again
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   Oh, way back when


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 G, D, F, C, G


And then in late November
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I knocked on his cabin door, I 
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knocked and knocked but Joshua 
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never came
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And I still remember, how he layed 
there on the floor
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And I went home a-cryin' in the rain

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 Oh,  way back when
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 He was 65 and I was 10
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 And I will never be as free again
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   Oh, way back when
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   Oh, way back when
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   Oh, way back when