Chords for John Prine - Souvenirs (Live From Sessions at West 54th)

_ _ _ This is a song, I think I wrote this just after I first started performing in this little
club in Chicago.
It was called the Fifth Peg.
_ _ It was the kind of place where they let anybody get up on stage and sing.
Once I was a sugar dad, I got up.
[E] I _ [A] _ _ [B] [N] sang three songs for these people.
It wasn't an audition.
It was just like you could just get up there and sing.
They offered me a job.
I couldn't believe it.
I asked them how long they had to sing.
When they told me 60 minutes, I said, well, I went home and wrote the rest of the songs
to fill up the other 60 [E] minutes.
_ I'd been working there, it was just Thursday nights.
I worked there.
I was a mailman during the day.
I still didn't feel confident enough to quit the post office.
I was singing there on Thursdays.
I was going down about the fourth or fifth Thursday I worked.
I thought, boy, I bet that same guy is going to be sitting there in the front row.
I better have a different song.
I wrote this song on the way down to the club. _ _ _ _
_ I wish I could still do that.
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[A] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#m] _
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[A] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ the snow has [A] turned to water.
_ _ [B] _ Christmas days have [E] come and gone.
_ _ _ Broken toys in [A] faded colors _ _ [B] are all that's left to [E] linger on.
_ _ I hate graveyards and [A] old pawn shops, _ _ [B] for they always bring [E] me tears.
_ _ _ I can't forgive [A] the way they robbed me _ _ _ [B] of my childhood [E] souvenirs.
_ _ _ [D#] _ [B] _ _ Memories, they [E] can't be bought.
_ [B] They can't be won at [E] carnivals for free.
_ _ [B] Well, it took me years [E] to get those souvenirs.
[A] And I don't know how they slipped away [B] from me.
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[A] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ Broken hearts and [A] dirty windows _ _ [B] make life difficult [E] to see.
_ _ _ That's why last night [A] and this morning _ _ [B] _ always looked the [E] same to me.
_ _ _ And I hate reading [A] old love letters, _ _ [B] for they always bring [E] me tears.
_ _ _ I can't forgive the way [A] they robbed me _ _ [B] of my sweetheart [E] souvenirs.
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Memories, they [E] can't be bought.
_ _ [B] They can't be won at carnivals [E] for free.
_ _ [B] Well, it took me years to [E] get those souvenirs.
[A] And I don't know how they slipped [B] away from me.
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ That's for Steve Goodman. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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