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Jon Svetkey

Dust It Off

In a corner of the attic

Out of sight, out of mind

Stashed behind old coats and blankets

Long gone, hard to find

It sits there like a bad decision taunting you again

Reminding you of what you wished and wanted way back when

CHORUS

Dust it off

Dust it off

Dust it off

Dust it off

Dust it off

In a flimsy, cardboard case

Taped together, stained with beer

It’s followed you from place to place

No complaints, year after year

It asks you like a long lost friend sighing on the phone

“Remember how we used to say we’d go out on the road?”

CHORUS

SOLO

CHORUS

In a second time is frozen

Everything today is gone

Here’s the path you might have chosen

String it up, strap it on

You hold it like you held your girlfriend dancing at the prom

Suddenly you’re strumming that old Allman Brothers song

Dust it off