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[Verso 1] C Got my summer off C I cleared my account C C My money doesn't mean what it used to C C My youth doesn't mean what it used to C C My faith doesn't mean what it used to [Verso 2] C C You can stay alone; I'll see myself out C C A quarter past, got a lot on my plate F The stations they pass [Refrão] G F C I came from Swiss Woods G F From greenery and trodden ground C G The same, I had at home F C There I was not alone G F I know of true quiet now G C It was a place I could never own [Ponte] F Am Why do I stress when I have to sit still C I should be still more I should be chill more G I should see God more I could be dealt more F Am But haves and have-nots are the kiln to the till C And I refrain Outro: G F C Inwards I step, I refrain from Swiss Woods F The only place I could sit down G C The same I had at home G F C There I was not alone G F My thoughts vibrant, a silent mound G C It felt engraved into my bones