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Cardboard sign says yard sale.
Real estate sign says sold.
Family picnic table, holds all that it can hold.
On the grass and on the sidewalk,
Well, there must be half the town.
Ain't it funny how a broken heart
Can bring the prices down?
Oh, they're sortin' through
What's left of you and me.
Paying yard sale prices
For each golden memory.
Oh, I never thought I'd ever live to see,
The way they're sortin' through
What's left of you and me.
You left two summer dresses
In the backyard on the line.
Lady just brought them to me,
Said she thinks they'll fit just fine.
Well, there goes the baby's wagon
And the mirror from the hall.
I better take just one last look,
Before they take it all.
Oh, they're sortin' through
What's left of you and me.
Paying yard sale prices
For each golden memory.
Oh, I never thought I'd ever live to see,
The way they're sortin' through
What's left of you and me.
Well, I wonder what you'd say
If you could see
The way they're sortin' through
What's left of you and me.
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- I Want My Money Back
- Better Than I Used To Be
- The Hits Chapter Two
- Sammy Kershaw - The Definitive Collection
- Best Of Sammy Kershaw: 20th Century Masters: The...
- Haunted Heart
- 50th Anniversary Tribute Concert
- Politics, Religion and Her
- The Hits: Chapter 1
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- Peaches Party Sampler
- Total Country
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