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As we reach the twilight hours of our fleeting earthly timeAnd know we will not see the sun tomorrowWe may think with deep regret of all the things we leave behindBut oh, my friends, do not give in to sorrow/ DG D DG D / DG A DG D / : On the other shore, on the other shore We will reunite with all the things we ever owned before Our single socks will all be to their rightful pairs restored We'll meet all our possessions on the other shore / DG D DG D / DG D - A / DG D - G / G D DA D /As we near those golden sidewalks floating on the clouds aboveAssuming heaven is our destinationWe may glance behind for one last look at everything we loveBut truly there's no call for reservations On the other shore, on the other shore We'll have piles and piles of jeans we can't fit into anymore We'll wear all those crazy cowboy shirts we got from Fred LabourSongtexte We'll meet all our possessions on the other shoreWe'll find books we bought in college and sold for half-price unreadAnd sacks and sacks of earring backs lost under someone's bedAnd baseball cards and army men and model planes galoreAnd every tiny plastic high-heel Barbie ever wore/ GC G GC D / DG D DG A / : On the other shore, on the other shore We'll have giant storage units free of charge for evermore Where our tax receipts will all be saved in bags upon the floor We'll meet all our possessions On the other shore, on the other shore We'll find National Geographics from 1974 Our children's art will cover God's refrigerator door We'll meet all our possessions on the other shore
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"The Other Shore" as written by Conrad Deisler Hank Card
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