Capo 3 (Key of F)
An old [D]piece of rope held [A]up his [G]pants
As I [D]backed up he threw up his [A]hands [Asus4][A]
So [D]I got out and [A]closed the [G]door
And [D]asked him what he stopped me [A]for [Asus4][A]
He reached [C]down and picked up a burlap [D]bag
There at the [C]city dump he [C/B]showed me all he [A]had [Asus4][A]
Chorus 1:
A [G]blanket for the [A]colder nights
An [D]old King James and a [G]pocket knife
A [Em]worn out watch and a [G]lucky rabbit's [A]foot [Asus4][A]
A [G]picture in a [A]broken frame
He [D]said "I wish I [G]knew her name"
As he [F]gently brushed his hand across her [Asus4]face [A]
What some [A]people throw a[D]way
I turned to hide my tear-filled eyes
Then shook his hand and said goodbye
To me it was just a second load
But he held it like a bag of gold
I was too ashamed to tell him at the time
Everything he was holding was mine
Chorus 2:
A blanket for the colder nights
An old king james and a pocket knife
A worn out watch and a lucky rabbits foot
A picture in a broken frame
He'll never know I knew her name
What I'd give to put that smile back on her face
What some [A]people throw a[G]way
Solo
A picture in a broken frame
He'll never know i knew her name
What I'd give to put that smile back on her face
What some [A]people throw [Bm]away [Bm/A][G]
Oh it [F]broke my heart to hear that old man [A]say
"What some [A]people throw a[D]way"
An old [D]piece of rope held [A]up his [G]pants
As I [D]backed up he threw up his [A]hands [Asus4][A]
So [D]I got out and [A]closed the [G]door
And [D]asked him what he stopped me [A]for [Asus4][A]
He reached [C]down and picked up a burlap [D]bag
There at the [C]city dump he [C/B]showed me all he [A]had [Asus4][A]
Chorus 1:
A [G]blanket for the [A]colder nights
An [D]old King James and a [G]pocket knife
A [Em]worn out watch and a [G]lucky rabbit's [A]foot [Asus4][A]
A [G]picture in a [A]broken frame
He [D]said "I wish I [G]knew her name"
As he [F]gently brushed his hand across her [Asus4]face [A]
What some [A]people throw a[D]way
I turned to hide my tear-filled eyes
Then shook his hand and said goodbye
To me it was just a second load
But he held it like a bag of gold
I was too ashamed to tell him at the time
Everything he was holding was mine
Chorus 2:
A blanket for the colder nights
An old king james and a pocket knife
A worn out watch and a lucky rabbits foot
A picture in a broken frame
He'll never know I knew her name
What I'd give to put that smile back on her face
What some [A]people throw a[G]way
Solo
A picture in a broken frame
He'll never know i knew her name
What I'd give to put that smile back on her face
What some [A]people throw [Bm]away [Bm/A][G]
Oh it [F]broke my heart to hear that old man [A]say
"What some [A]people throw a[D]way"
