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Me And Martin Growing Old chords

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Me And Martin Growing Old- Valdy

  D                      C      D   
Battle scars are deep upon the face of my guitar
     C                       A    
Weathered lines and old age keep showin' through
    D
Listen to how he's playing now just slightly out of tune
       C                             A
It's ain’t his fault, I got 4 thumbs instead of 2
    D                   C             D                      
I can recall a tavern where a waiter slipped and fell 
                C                 A
Filled Old Martin's wooden belly full of beer
      D                   C               D  
The lines in his lacquer are like lines upon my brow
         C                             A
And we both have come to know the stain of many tears

chorus
               D
Won't you put him in the comfort of his satin travel bed
           G              D
Keep him from all the sunshine and the cold
   D
He will still be making music long after I am gone
           G          D
It's just me, and Martin growing old
   D                       C          D
Martin's kept me going through the shadows of the night
           C                   A
I can't remember when he ever let me down
           D                       C      
Always playing for the wishes of this temperamental fool
                                          A
In the country halls or concerts in the town

       D                           C         D              
The wheels of fame and fortune they turn diamonds into dust
            C                       A
All the lights upon the stage are bound to go dim sometime
   D
Standing in the silence after everyone is gone
      G       D                A
You can hear old Martin playing once again
Chorus
 D
 Put him in the comfort of his satin travel bed
           G         A          D
Keep him from all the sunshine and the cold
  D
He will still be making music long after I am gone
           G       D
It's just me, and Martin growing old

            D    A       G        D
It's just me, and Martin growing old
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