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This shirt is old and
All the color's washed
had it now for more damn years
Than I can anyway

I wear it beneath my
the collar turned up high
So old I replace it
But I'm not to try

This got silver buttons
And a upon the sleeve
Where I used to set my up
Right there where could see

This shirt is the one I to
Every boring high dance
Where the boys ignored the
And we all to like 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 Trailways bus

shirt is the one I lent you
And when you gave it
It had a rip the sleeve
you rolled your cigarettes

It was the I put my heart
Now at where you put a tear
I forgave your
But not the boy who put it

shirt was the place your cat
Decided to birth to five
And we stayed up all watching
And we wept the last one died

This shirt is an old faded piece
Of cotton, shining the memories
Inside those buttons
This is a grand old relic

With a grand old
I it now for Sunday chores
Cleaning house and leaves
I it beneath my jacket

the collar turned up high
So old I should it
But I'm not to try