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Intro G Bm G Bm
G
A black and white photograph
Bm
of me up the garden path
G
wrapped up in my football scarf
Bm
it sits here in my hand
G
and there mother smothered me
Bm
and how she would mother me
G
she knew how to suffer me
Bm
like all mothers can
F C
Now she is everywhere
Am G#
the comb that runs through my hair
Eb Cm
my posture on a chair
G
but that's not who I am
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G
He ran from the arguments
Bm
and sat on the garden fence
G
and lived in the passing tense
Bm
that fell from her lips
G
he tended the house so well
Bm
and each time she rang his bell
G
he'd climb back from where he fell
Bm
and gathered his wits
F C
Now I fear the mold is mine
Am G#
a vibration shakes my spine
Eb Cm
as I walk the crooked line
G
reality hits
CHORUS
E G C A
So let me walk free from you
E G C A
I know that you want me to
E G C A
let me try something new
Bb
let me walk away
Bb
If it's not one thing it's your mother
F C
how I love her how I love her
C
how I love her
Bb
but it's not so easy to say
F
please won't you let me walk away
C A
let me walk away let me walk away
INSTRUMENTAL
A C#m Em Bm A C#m Em Bm
A
So let me walk on my own
C#m
and finish my ice cream cone
Em
if we are to make it home
Bm
then all will be well
A
look see I'm a father now
C#m
I'm raising my own eyebrow
Em
and being in my own row
Bm
and making life hell
F C
This is me see here I am
Am G#
doing the best that I can
Eb Cm
this life has a subtle plan
G
but you couldn't tell
REPEAT CHORUS
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