For My Last Number by Terra Naomi
Key: CC | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
C Cadd9 h C C 
Verse
C                      G     C       
In a dusty old tent, 7 miles out of town
C                           G            C
I set up my cards, and the wind knocks them down
       Am                     C             F
And I try for the people who want to believe...
    C                        G          C
In miracles, and magic, and life's mysteries
C                         G         C
Now I was born early, I always feel late
C                             G        C
I can never catch up to the promises I make
C                          G      C
And my mama she cried when I ran away
C                                G        C
And when her tears dried it was just another day.
Chorus
    F                         G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                          Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now I have grown tired
         G            Am
No more tricks up my sleeve
    C
And for my last number 
    G              C
I think I’ll just leave
Verse
C                         C          C       
I once had a girl and I loved her a lot
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She knew my mistakes and she sweetly forgot
       Am                         C          F
Well I tried hard to keep her, I wanted her here
    C                        G          C
But all good magicians make things disappear
Chorus
    F                         G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                          Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now I have grown tired
         G            Am
No more tricks up my sleeve
    C
And for my last number 
    G              C
I think I’ll just leave
[Refrain]
    F           G                   C                              Am
And I put that smile on the face of young girls and boys wandered into this place
     F                       G
The red velvet curtain hides all of my fears
Am                       D          F            G
And when the show is over they all reappear
Verse
C                             G      C       
Please, show me something, I want to believe
C                              G             C
This life of illusion, it's myself I have deceived
       Am                           C        F
And a younger man's daydreams are quickly forgot
      C                        G        C
The tents all come down on a cold empty lot
[Final Chorus
(Different)
    F                         G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                          Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now Time's made me tired,
         G               Am
Took the tricks from my sleeve
    C
And for my last number 
    G              C
I think I’ll just leave