Chris Young - The Shoebox: chords

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I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine
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In a shoebox the other night
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In between cleaning a thousand messes
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That I'd made of my life
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Ticket stubs, love poems and old letters
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I dumped them all out on the bed
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I found a homemade birthday card from mom
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And this is what it said, yeah, this is what it said

Chorus:
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Don't forget the little moments
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They're the ones that mean the most
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When the way home seems so far away
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Take 'em out and hold them close
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And take a picture with your father
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'Cause one day he'll be gone
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And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
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Full of things to look back on, full of
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things to look back on

I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife
And I was back to his back porch
It was summertime, I was turning nine
He said you want that knife, it's yours
I remember running off in the yard
Carved my name in every tree
I haven't held it since he passed away
Man it meant the world to me
Because he meant the world to me

Chorus:
Don't forget the little moments
They're the ones that mean the most
When the way home seems so far away
Take 'em out and hold them close
And take a picture with your father
'Cause one day he'll be gone
And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
Full of things to look back on

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Look back on, a little window to the past
          A#
Look back on, God knows life goes by so fast
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If ever you should ever doubt the blessings
             F
that you've had

Chorus:
Don't forget the little moments
They're the ones that mean the most
When the way home seems so far away
Take 'em out and hold them close
And take a picture with your father
'Cause one day he'll be gone
And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
Full of things to look back on
I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine