Debris

                   F    Gm
I left you on the debris
                      F     Gm
At the Sunday morning market
                             F   
You were sorting through the odds 
         Gm
and ends
                       F    Gm
You was looking for a bargin
                               F   
I heard your footsteps at the front
     Gm
 door
                       F       Gm
And that old familiar love song
Cause you knew you'd find me waiting
 F    Gm
 there
                    F   Gm
At the top of the stairs

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Dm                 Am     Abm
I wouldn't of went back
Gm                      F
Just to see how far it was
    Dm                    Am      
And you looked shocked to tell me
Abm

Gm                      F    Gm
But I had to love her myself
                           F    Gm
Theres more trouble at the depot
                          F   Gm
With the general workers union
And they said they'll never change a
  F    Gm
 thing
Well they won't fight and their not 
 F
working

Dm            Am   Abm
Oh you was my hero
Gm                    F
Hell you are my good friend
Dm                   Am    Abm
I've been there and back
Gm                    F  Gm
and I know how far it is
                       F    Gm
But I left you on the Debris
                            F     Gm
Now we both know you got no money
And I wonder what you would have 
 F   Gm
done
                     F    Gm      
Without me hanging around
Ab  Gm  F