This Shirt Lyrics & Chords By Garnet Rogers

This shirt is old and faded
All the color 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
In a place upon the sleeve
Where I used to set my heart,
Right there, for all the world to 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
'Till I found the locker key
In a downtown Trailways bus depot.

This shirt was 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 kept my heart
Now look at where you put a tear.
I forgave your thoughtlessness
But not the one who put it there.

This shirt was the place your cat
Decided to give birth to five
And we stayed up all night watching
And we wept when the last one died.
This shirt is just an old faded piece of cotton
Shining like the memories
Inside those silver buttons.

This shirt is a grand old relic
With a grand old history.
I wear it now for Sunday chores
Cleaning house
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.