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Date: Fri, 19 May 1995 15:11 -0400 (EDT)
From: BOYD0009@mc.duke.edu
Subject: Re[3]: Legal stuff...
To: G.Vaughn@ttacs.ttu.edu
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Song: The Storms of Life
Artist: Randy Travis

          D
There's a dirty piece of cardboard
     G
that reads Montgomery Ward
A                        D
taped across the window of my old Ford.
                                  G
A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings,
A                                                  D    D7      
I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing

G
I'd better change my wandrin ways,
D
I know I've seen my better days,
A                              D    D7  
always gettin' high when I get low.
        G
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
D
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
A                                 D    
The storms of life are washin' me away.


An old mail pouch, tobacco sign
fadin' on the barn,
bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road.
Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around,
but that was years ago.

I'd better change my wandrin ways,
I know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away.


Howard

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