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This is old and faded
All the color's away
I've had it now for more damn
I can count anyway
I wear it my jacket
With the collar turned up
So old I should it
But I'm not to try

This got silver buttons
And a place upon the
Where I used to set my up
Right there could see
This is the one I wore to every boring high school dance
Where the boys the girls
And we all pretended to the band

This shirt was a pillow for my
On a train Italy
This shirt was a beneath the love
We in Argeles
This shirt was lost for three days
In a town Buffalo
'Till I found the key
In a downtown bus depot

This was the one I lent you
And when you gave it
There was a rip inside the
you rolled your cigarettes
It was the place I put my
Now look at where you put a
I your thoughtlessness
But not the boy who put it

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

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