This Shirt
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โฑ๏ธ 3:47 duration
๐ ID: 1406418
๐ Lyrics
This shirt is old and faded
All the colors washed away
I've had it now for more damn years
Than I can count anyway
I wear it beneath my jacket
With the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try
This shirt's got silver buttons
And a place upon the sleeve
Where I used to set my heart up
Right there where anyone could see
This shirt is the one I wore to every boring high school dance
Where the boys ignored the girls and we all pretended to like the band
This shirt was a pillow for my head on a train through Italy
This shirt was a blanket beneath the love we made in Argeles
This shirt was lost for three whole days in a town near Buffalo
'Til I found the locker key in a downtown Trailways bus depot
This shirt is the one I lent you
And when you gave it back
It had a rip inside the sleeve
Where you rolled your cigarettes
It was the place I put my heart now
Look at where you put a tear
I forgave your thoughtlessness
But not the boy who put it there
This shirt was the place your cat decided to give birth to five
And we stayed up all night watchin'
And we wept when the last one died
This shirt is just an old, faded piece of cotton
Shinin' like memories inside those silver buttons
This shirt is a grand, old relic
With a grand old history
I wear it now for Sunday chores
Cleanin' house and raking leaves
I wear it beneath my jacket with the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try
All the colors washed away
I've had it now for more damn years
Than I can count anyway
I wear it beneath my jacket
With the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try
This shirt's got silver buttons
And a place upon the sleeve
Where I used to set my heart up
Right there where anyone could see
This shirt is the one I wore to every boring high school dance
Where the boys ignored the girls and we all pretended to like the band
This shirt was a pillow for my head on a train through Italy
This shirt was a blanket beneath the love we made in Argeles
This shirt was lost for three whole days in a town near Buffalo
'Til I found the locker key in a downtown Trailways bus depot
This shirt is the one I lent you
And when you gave it back
It had a rip inside the sleeve
Where you rolled your cigarettes
It was the place I put my heart now
Look at where you put a tear
I forgave your thoughtlessness
But not the boy who put it there
This shirt was the place your cat decided to give birth to five
And we stayed up all night watchin'
And we wept when the last one died
This shirt is just an old, faded piece of cotton
Shinin' like memories inside those silver buttons
This shirt is a grand, old relic
With a grand old history
I wear it now for Sunday chores
Cleanin' house and raking leaves
I wear it beneath my jacket with the collar turned up high
So old I should replace it
But I'm not about to try
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.93] This shirt is old and faded
[00:45.45] All the colors washed away
[00:48.56] I've had it now for more damn years
[00:52.39] Than I can count anyway
[00:55.08] I wear it beneath my jacket
[00:59.00] With the collar turned up high
[01:02.40] So old I should replace it
[01:06.96] But I'm not about to try
[01:11.14] This shirt's got silver buttons
[01:19.90] And a place upon the sleeve
[01:23.49] Where I used to set my heart up
[01:27.24] Right there where anyone could see
[01:29.70] This shirt is the one I wore to every boring high school dance
[01:36.87] Where the boys ignored the girls and we all pretended to like the band
[01:45.20] This shirt was a pillow for my head on a train through Italy
[01:57.58] This shirt was a blanket beneath the love we made in Argeles
[02:04.69] This shirt was lost for three whole days in a town near Buffalo
[02:11.55] 'Til I found the locker key in a downtown Trailways bus depot
[02:21.10] This shirt is the one I lent you
[02:35.72] And when you gave it back
[02:39.19] It had a rip inside the sleeve
[02:42.62] Where you rolled your cigarettes
[02:46.23] It was the place I put my heart now
[02:50.31] Look at where you put a tear
[02:52.64] I forgave your thoughtlessness
[02:56.86] But not the boy who put it there
[03:00.00] This shirt was the place your cat decided to give birth to five
[03:07.32] And we stayed up all night watchin'
[03:11.02] And we wept when the last one died
[03:14.86] This shirt is just an old, faded piece of cotton
[03:21.02] Shinin' like memories inside those silver buttons
[03:30.66] This shirt is a grand, old relic
[03:58.81] With a grand old history
[04:01.99] I wear it now for Sunday chores
[04:05.35] Cleanin' house and raking leaves
[04:09.48] I wear it beneath my jacket with the collar turned up high
[04:16.39] So old I should replace it
[04:20.55] But I'm not about to try
[04:27.85]
[00:45.45] All the colors washed away
[00:48.56] I've had it now for more damn years
[00:52.39] Than I can count anyway
[00:55.08] I wear it beneath my jacket
[00:59.00] With the collar turned up high
[01:02.40] So old I should replace it
[01:06.96] But I'm not about to try
[01:11.14] This shirt's got silver buttons
[01:19.90] And a place upon the sleeve
[01:23.49] Where I used to set my heart up
[01:27.24] Right there where anyone could see
[01:29.70] This shirt is the one I wore to every boring high school dance
[01:36.87] Where the boys ignored the girls and we all pretended to like the band
[01:45.20] This shirt was a pillow for my head on a train through Italy
[01:57.58] This shirt was a blanket beneath the love we made in Argeles
[02:04.69] This shirt was lost for three whole days in a town near Buffalo
[02:11.55] 'Til I found the locker key in a downtown Trailways bus depot
[02:21.10] This shirt is the one I lent you
[02:35.72] And when you gave it back
[02:39.19] It had a rip inside the sleeve
[02:42.62] Where you rolled your cigarettes
[02:46.23] It was the place I put my heart now
[02:50.31] Look at where you put a tear
[02:52.64] I forgave your thoughtlessness
[02:56.86] But not the boy who put it there
[03:00.00] This shirt was the place your cat decided to give birth to five
[03:07.32] And we stayed up all night watchin'
[03:11.02] And we wept when the last one died
[03:14.86] This shirt is just an old, faded piece of cotton
[03:21.02] Shinin' like memories inside those silver buttons
[03:30.66] This shirt is a grand, old relic
[03:58.81] With a grand old history
[04:01.99] I wear it now for Sunday chores
[04:05.35] Cleanin' house and raking leaves
[04:09.48] I wear it beneath my jacket with the collar turned up high
[04:16.39] So old I should replace it
[04:20.55] But I'm not about to try
[04:27.85]