Marty chords by Michael Kelly Blanchard
Intro 1
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Marty and
Verse 1
I were
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friends in 8th grade
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Back just before high school
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He was a clown in search of a stage,
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I, the strict servant of rules
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His daddy worked for the
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road crew of town,
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and mine for the utilities
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They lived in a shack by
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the flat river ground,
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we lived on a hill with a breeze
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But somehow we stuck to
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each other like glue
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Always found something
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we both liked to do
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Laughed our way into
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and over and through
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More fun than trouble deserves
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And he'd talk and he'd talk,
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block after block
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With stories that robbed
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me of sleep
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Things he had done,
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oh, they must have been fun
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But they got him in such big trouble deep
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Then Marty would laugh
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with that funny high voice
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And say that I should have been there
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And the look in his eye
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said there wasn't a choice
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You're gonna catch it sometime or somewhere,
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boy
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You're gonna catch it some
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time or somewhere
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Most every day
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he'd hitchhike to school
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Look for me down by the steps
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Sit there so laid back, relaxed and cool
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Like some bookie just waitin' for bets
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With the first bell, we'd run to homeroom
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And listen for the office PA
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As Mr. Mc Farlane's
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cold voice of doom
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Would name all the criminals that day
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McFarlane did not like
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Marty at all
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Singled him out as he'd
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walk down the hall
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He wanted to break him,
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make him just crawl
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But you can't break a heart
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that's been broke
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So we'd laugh and we'd laugh
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as we'd walk between class
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Though we never could get
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free of the jokes
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One glance from him
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and I'd start to grin,
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and explode as the teacher spoke.
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But Marty would do the very same crime
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to en sure the same punishment.
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Detention for two was the cost
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of the fine.
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We were two comrades
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in confinement
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Oh, Marty, you know,
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the years come and go
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There's an ache that just
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grows with your name
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For those dropped from the list
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Whose beauty was missed
but whose heart sang
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in spite of the pain
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Saturday mornings we go
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down to the tracks
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Run out to the jessel sometimes
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Lower ourselves between
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the cracks
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Tightrope, the cross beam's half blind
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He'd scoot over fast, why,
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I'd take a while
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With a sixty -foot drop
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beneath my shoes
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He'd chuckle and seem
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to say with his smile
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It ain't nothin' when there's
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nothin' to lose
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I remember around midterm exam
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we had once be fore
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A field trip we'd planned,
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Miss Spiney announced
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It was gonna be canned
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Unless the guilty one came to the front
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Oh, what a mess, someone stole the test
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And now we're all gonna pay
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We waited and hated
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as the thief hesitated
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And the trip just slipped away
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Then Marty stood up an
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d walked to her desk
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As a lynch mob of eyes hung him high
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He could not have cared less
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about passing her test
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But she never detected his lie,
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no, she never detected his lie
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Near the end of the year, the word got out
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That Marty was likely to fail
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And seein' no way to turn it about
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Where the boy kinda pulled in his sails
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We still laughed some,
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though less and less
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As the truth of the reel sank in
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He would return, and I would progress
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And it would not be as it had been
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Well, I wanted to tell him it
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wasn't the end
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I wanted to tell him we still could be friends
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I wanted to tell him we'd laugh again
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But you know wanting don't
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get nothing done
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We were standing in line
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the very last time
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I ever saw Marty's sad smile
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Rehearsing the way
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on that fi nal day,
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walk in the room single -file
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Then Mr. McFarlane made
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Marty wait and said
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so the whole class could hear
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Why, Martin,
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you're not gonna graduate
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Oh, I still can see Marty's tears
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I still can see Marty's tears
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Oh, Marty, know,
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as the years come and go
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There's an ache that just
grows with your name
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For those dropped from the list,
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whose beauty was missed,
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but whose hearts sang in
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spite of the pain,
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whose hearts sang in spite of
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the pain.
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You
Marty
Michael Kelly Blanchard
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