Guitar chords Photograph

Key:  E
          
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Look at this Photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh,
                                                
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How did our eyes get so red, and what the hell is on Joey's head?
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G
                                                                          
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And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up,
                                                          
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I never knew we ever went without,the second floor is high for sneakin' out.
E
                                                      
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G
 
And this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do,
                                                                
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Criminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done half a dozen times.
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I wonder if it's too late, should I go back and try to graduate,
                                                                      
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Life's better now than it was back then, if I was them I wouldn't let me
E
 
in...
                      
E
 
Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I!
E
                                                                                                    
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Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
                                                            
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out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it
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Good-bye, Good-bye.
E
                                                                                                          
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Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
                                                          
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that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it
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Good-Bye, Good-Bye.
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Remember the old arcade? Blew every dollar that we ever made.
                                                    
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The Cops hated us hangin' out, they say somebody went and burned it down.
                                                    
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We use to listen to the radio and sing along with every song we'd know.
                                                                          
A
 
We said someday we'd find out how it feels to sing to more than just the
                  
E
 
steering wheel.
E
                                            
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G
 
Kim's the first girl I kissed. I was so nervous that I nearly missed.
                                                                  
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She's had a couple of kids since then. I haven't seen her since god knows
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when.
                    
E
 
Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I!
                
E
                                                                                    
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Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
                                                            
G
 
out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it,
A
 
Good-bye, Good-bye.
            
E
                                                                                              
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Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
                                                          
G
 
that I was looking for. It's hard to say it, time to say it,
A
 
Good-Bye, Good-bye.
E
                          
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I miss that time,   I can't believe it.
                        
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So hard to stay. To hard to leave it.
                
E
                                                                                    
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Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
                                                            
G
 
out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it,
A
 
Good-bye, Good-bye.
            
E
                                                                                              
B
 
Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
                                                          
G
 
that I was looking for. It's hard to say it, time to say it,
A
 
Good-Bye, Good-bye.
E
                                
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G
 
Look at this photograph...every time I do it makes me laugh.
                                              
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Every time I do it makes me.
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