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