Intro
Verse 1
Well Im Going Through Your Room Throwing Things Away.
Your Old Keys, Your Old Coat, Them Old Bills You Meant To Pay.
And Your Beds Still Made Up Neat, Like You Might Come Back Tonight.
Chorus
Dust Piling On The Cabnet, Shinin' Golden In The Soft Morning Light.
And All Those Little Things That I Used To Look Forward To, Like Sitting In The Kitchen
Talking Over The Morning News, They All Left With You.
Verse 2
Now This Whole Damn House Is One Big Wound With Curtans Drawn.
N' Every Picture Frame I See Just Reminds Me That Your Gone. Still, I Try To Carry On.
Theres Your Car Out In The Drive, With Dust Collecting On The Dash.
And I Swear It Looks More Lonesome Than It Ever Did Before
Chorus
I Tried To Take It For A Ride Down These Old Country Roads But Every Turn Out In This Town, Every Bend And
Wind Brings Back Your Ghost.
And All Those Little Things That I Used To Look Forward To, Like Sitting In The Kitchen Talking Over The
Morning News, It All Left With You.
Bridge
Now This Whole Damn House Is One Big Wound With Curtains Drawn.
And Every Picture Frame I See Just Reminds Me That You're Gone.
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Still I Try To Carry On.
Chorus
And I've Heard This Place In Winter, And I've Heard This Place In Rain.
Ive Heard It Full Of Family During The Football Games
But Aint Never Been This Quiet Since Ive First Been To This Country Town,
Outro
Bunch Of Strangers Shuffling Around, Clearing House
