What Some People Throw Away

Tom : D
D A G
An old piece of rope held up his pants
D A Asus4 A
As I backed up he threw up his hands
D A G
So I got out and closed the door
D A Asus4 A
And asked him what he stopped me for
C D
He reached down and picked up a burlap bag
C C/B A Asus4 A
There at the city dump he showed me all he had
CHORUS 1:
G A
A blanket for the colder nights
D G
An old King James and a pocket knife
Em G A Asus4 A
A worn out watch and a lucky rabbit's foot
G A
A picture in a broken frame
D G
He said, "I wish I knew her name"
F Asus4 A
As he gently brushed his hand across her face
A D
What some people throw away
I turned to hide my tear-filled eyes
Then shook his hand and said goodbye
To me it was just a second load
But he held it like a bag of gold
I was too ashamed to tell him at the time
Everything he was holding was mine
CHORUS 2:
A blanket for the colder nights
An old King James and a pocket knife
A worn out watch and a lucky rabbits foot

[Refrão]
A picture in a broken frame
He'll never know I knew her name
What I'd give to put that smile back on her face
A G
What some people throw away

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F A
Oh, it broke my heart to hear that old man say
A D
"What some people throw away"