C F
My room is a museum
C F
a lifetime's of my work
C F
I am the last Mohican
C F
I stand proud although I'm hurt
C F
I keep a cup of secrets
C F
from which I never drink
C F
I am an ancient king
C
who sits proud but never thinks
A# F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
A# F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
C F
I have a box of trinkets
C F
I count them one by one
C F
each one is a keepsake
C
from a war that I have won
C F
I have a daily schedule
C F
a comfortable routine
C F
watch months roll by with pleasure
C
like girls walking down the street
A# F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
A# F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
Dm F
I lost all my ambition
Dm F
could've settled for less
A# F
but if I can't have you
C F C
I don't care about the rest
A# F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
A# F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
A# F
and if I find one more strand
C Dm
of black hair under my night stand
(Banjo lick tabbed for guitar)
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