Saturday Night

	  		
verse 1 
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My old man died on a Saturday night 
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I watched as he just stopped breathing 
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and though it was awful and painful and sad 
      A            B      E 
I was glad that he wasn't alone 


verse 2 
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It felt like something he'd just had to go through 
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an arduous task he'd been given 
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And it seemed so unfair it was his cross to bear 
    A           B       E 
the sickest and weakest of us 


verse 3 
      E           A         B          E 
Oh we never spoke much as a father and son 
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but we had an understanding 
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and I still hear his voice when I open my mouth 
   A         B          E 
in anger, or wisdom, or such 


Coda 
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If I see a similar jacket or hair 
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I think for a moment I've found him 
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but then I remember - it's not about "where" 
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and I know he's not lost, he is gone, yea 
         A            B      E 
I'm just glad that he wasn't alone