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This shirt is old and
All the color's washed
I've had it now for damn years
Than I can anyway
I it beneath my jacket
With the collar up high
So old I replace it
But I'm not to try

This shirt's got buttons
And a place upon the
Where I used to set my up
Right there could see
This shirt is the one I wore to every boring high dance
Where the ignored the girls
And we all pretended to like the

This shirt was a pillow for my
On a train through
This shirt was a blanket beneath the
We made in
This shirt was lost for whole days
In a town near
'Till I the locker key
In a Trailways bus depot

This shirt was the one I you
And you gave it back
There was a rip the sleeve
Where you your cigarettes
It was the I put my heart
Now look at you put a tear
I forgave your
But not the boy who put it

This shirt was the your cat
Decided to birth to five
And we stayed up all night
And we wept when the one died
This shirt is just an old piece of cotton
Shining like the
those silver buttons

This shirt is a old relic
a grand old history
I wear it now for Sunday
Cleaning house and raking
I wear it beneath my
With the collar up high
So old I should it
But I'm not to try