The Shoebox

C G I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine C G In a shoebox the other night C G In between cleaning a thousand messes Em D That I'd made of my life C G Ticket stubs, love poems and old letters C G I dumped them all out on the bed C G I found a homemade birthday card from mom Em D G Em D G And this is what it said, yeah, this is what it said C Don't forget the little moments G They're the ones that mean the most C When the way home seems so far away Em D Take 'em out and hold them close C G And take a picture with your father C Em 'Cause one day he'll be gone C G And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Em D G Em D G Full of things to look back on, full of things to look back on C G I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife C G And I was back to his back porch C G It was summertime I was turnin' nine Em D He said, "You want that knife? It's yours" C G I remember runnin' off in the yard C G Carved my name in every tree C G I haven't held it since he passed away Em D G And it meant the world to me Em D G Because he meant the world to me C Don't forget the little moments G They're the ones that mean the most C When the way home seems so far away Em D Take 'em out and hold them close C G And take a picture with your father C Em 'Cause one day he'll be gone C G And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Em D G Full of things to look back on C Look back on, a little window to the past G Look back on, God knows life goes by so fast Am G/B C D If ever you should ever doubt the blessings that you've had C Don't forget the little moments G They're the ones that mean the most C When the way home seems so far away Em D Take 'em out and hold them close C G And take a picture with your father C Em 'Cause one day he'll be gone C G And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Em D G Full of things to look back on C G I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine C G In a shoebox the other night