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Yard Sale

Sammy Kershaw
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
Cardboard  sign says "Yard Sale", Real estate sign says "sold"
Family  picnic table holds all that it can  hold
 On the grass  and on the sidewalk, well there  must be half the  town
 Ain't it funny, how a broken  home can bring  the prices down
 Oh they're sortin'  through what's left of you and me
 Payin' yard sale prices  for each golden memory
 Oh I never  thought, I'd ever live to see
 The way they're sortin'  through what's left  of you and me
 You left  two summer dresses in the backyard on the line
A  lady just brought them to me, she said she thinks they'll fit just
 fine
 Well, there goes  the baby's wagon and the mirror  from the hall
 I'd better take just one  last look before  they take it all
 Oh they're sortin'  through what's left of you and me
 Payin' yard sale prices  for each golden memory
 Oh I never  thought, I'd ever live to see
 The way they're sortin'  through what's left  of you and  me
 Well, I wonder what you'd say if you could  see
 The way they're sortin'  through what's left  of you and  me

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Readable chord sheet for Yard Sale by Sammy Kershaw

[D]      [G]

[D]Cardboard sign says "Yard Sale", Real estate sign says "sold"
[G]Family picnic table holds all that it can[D] hold
On the [A]grass and on the sidewalk, well there[D] must be half th[G]e town
Ain't it funny, how a [D]broken home can [A]bring the prices down

Oh they're [D]sortin' through what's left of you and [G]me
Payin' yard sale [D]prices for each golden mem[A]ory
Oh I n[D]ever thought, I'd ever live to [G]see
The way they're [D]sortin' through what's [A]left of you and [D]me    [G]

You [D]left two summer dresses in the backyard on the line
[G]A lady just brought them to me, she said she thinks they'll fit just[D]
fine
Well, there [A]goes the baby's wagon and the [D]mirror from the [G]hall
I'd better take just [D]one last look b[A]efore they take it all

Oh they're [D]sortin' through what's left of you and [G]me
Payin' yard sale [D]prices for each golden mem[A]ory
Oh I [D]never thought, I'd ever live to [G]see
The way they're [D]sortin' through what's [A]left of you and[D] me

Well, I wonder what you'd say if you could[G] see
The way they're [D]sortin' through what's [A]left of you and[D] me

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