38 Years Old - The Tragically Hip

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Am (x02210@1)name="chord_x32010@1">C G (320003@1)Am (x02210@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G
Twelve men broke loose in '73
From Millhaven maximum security
Twelve pictures lined up across the front page
Seems the Mounties had a summertime war to wage

Am (x02210@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G
The chief told the people they had nothing to fear
The last thing they'd wanna do is hang around here
They mostly came from towns with long French names
But one of the dozen was a hometown shame

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C/G (3x555x@1)name="chord_xx0232@1">D	AmSame (x02210@1)pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty 18 years in all
Freezing slow time away from the world
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl
He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl

Am (x02210@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G
We were sittin' at the table, heard the telephone ring
Father said he'd tell me if he saw anything
Heard the tap on the window in the middle of the night
Held back the curtains for my older brother mike

Am (x02210@1)	DSee (xx0232@1)my sister got raped, so a man got killed
C/G (3x555x@1)	DLittle (xx0232@1)boy went to prison, man's buried on the hill
Am (x02210@1)	DFolks (xx0232@1)went back to normal when they closed the case
C/G (3x555x@1)	DThey (xx0232@1)still stare at their shoes when they pass our place

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Am (x02210@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G
My mother cried the horror has finally ceased
He whispered yeah, for the time being, at least
And over his shoulder, on the squad car megaphone
Said let's go Mikey, son, we're takin' you home

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