The Pieces

C F C The day my old man told me get in the car He took me to the record store and straight from the heart Fmaj7 Was the best damn thing I heard I learned every single word C Mama loved Dolly played Alan and George Every Sunday morning through the bedroom door Fmaj7 It’s twenty one years along And I still love those songs C Laughed at so many times You’d think I’d understand 'em Fmaj7 I don’t know if it's my heart’s just btoken or scarred But damn she did some damage C 'Cause we broke up so I broke stuff And my Breedlove got the worst of it Fmaj7 We're one in the same, just fixing the breaks Too bent out of shape to learn from it C Here's to starting over, moving on to better things Fmaj7 But for now, for now, I'll be Picking up the pieces of my six-string C Fmaj7 C Them good old chords, that 1-5-4 F Just don’t sound quite like it should anymore C Now I’m restringing 'em all , keep singing Rethinking the way I treat it F Fmaj7 The only things that I could ever count on C N.C. And took it out on C 'Cause we broke up so I broke stuff And my Breedlove got the worst of it Fmaj7 We're one in the same, just fixing the breaks Too bent out of shape to learn from it C Here's to starting over, moving on to better things Fmaj7 But for now, for now C I'll still be here thinking about what we could have been Fmaj7 If I’d have been a little better At saying what I meant C 'Cause we broke up so I broke stuff And my Breedlove got the worst of it Fmaj7 We're one in the same, just fixing the breaks Too bent out of shape to learn from it F C Here's to starting over, moving on to better things Fmaj7 But for now, for now, I'll be Picking up the pieces of my six-string C Fmaj7