Fred Jones, Pt. 2 Chords by Ben Folds

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_ [C] Fred sits [Am] alone at [Em] his desk in [G] the dark.
There's [C] an awkward [Am] young shadow [Em] that waits in [G] the hall. _
[Am] He's cleared all [F] his things and he's put them in boxes.
_ [C] Things that remind him [G] that life has been good.
_ [F] Twenty-five years [Dm] he's worked at the paper.
[C] A man's here to take him _ [G] _ downstairs.
[A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ And I'm [C] sorry, _ _ [D]
Mr.
[F] Jones.
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It's [C] _ time.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [C] There was [Am] no party.
_ [Em] There were [G] no songs.
Cause [C] today's just [Am] a day like [Em] the day that he [G] started.
_ [Am] No [F] one's left here [Am] that knows his [F] first name.
[C] And life barrels on [G] like a runaway train.
Where [F] the passengers change.
[Dm] They don't change anything.
You [C] get off, someone else can [G] get on. _ _ _
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And [C] I'm sorry, _ [D]
Mr.
[F] _ Jones.
[G] _
It's [C] _ time.
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_ [A] _ _ Streetlight shines through [Em] the shades. _ _
[F] Casting lines on the floor [C] and lines on [G] his face.
He [F] reflects on [C] the day.
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_ [Am] _ _ _ [D] _ [Em]
Goes to the [G] basement, [C] projecting [A] some slides.
[Em] _
Onto [G] a plain [Am] white canvas [F] and traces it.
[Am] Fills in [F] spaces, he [C] turns off the slides.
[G] And it doesn't look right.
[F] And all of these bastards, [Dm] who've taken his place.
[C] He's forgotten but not yet [G] gone.
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_ _ And [C] I'm sorry, _ [G] Mr.
[F] Jones.
_ [G] _ And [C] I'm sorry, _ _ Mr.
[F] Jones.
_ [G] _ And I'm [C] sorry, _ _ [D] Mr.
[F] Jones.
_ [G] It's _ [C] time.
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