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SEPTEMBER SONG
(Rachel Potter, Justin York)

Woke up today and tried to remember
The song that you played on a day in september when i was just 8 years old
Playing in our living room
I begged you to teach me my favorite song
On that beat up guitar that wouldnt stay strung i practiced my g c and d chords all afternoon
Youd tell me the stories of those nights down in memphis
Playing on beale street in spotlights for tourists
And said that we should go meet the ghosts that played the blues yeah, well that was my dad back in his glory days
Before the sparkle in his eyes had started to fade
I lost a hero that shouldnt have been taken away
I miss you
And ill try to
Pick up the pieces of my heart
Now that youre gone
I see you
And i feel you
In familiar faces and all of the places weve been and the places we'll never get to go
I was 18 time to start school
I had to go out on my own
Wide eyed and clueless
I'd never been away from this house and my family so i packed up my bags to move to orlando
And saw the first tears from my dad through the window as i reversed the car i saw how much he really loved me
Yeah well i lost a hero that shoudn't have been taken away
I miss you
And ill try to
Pick up the pieces of my heart
Now that youre gone
I see you
And i feel you
In familiar faces and all of the places weve been and the places we'll never get to go
I see you
And i feel you
In familiar faces and all of the places weve been and the places we'll never get to go

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