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Sometimes a song can touch a nerve That takes me back to you When I pick up my old guitar And I play your favorite tune Every now and then, some little thing I've buried comes bubblin' up And once in a while, you feel close enough to touch I miss you a little since you've been gone A few little memories keep hangin' on I miss you a little, I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more every day When I go by our old house I pretend that you're still there Waitin' for me on the porch But there's just an empty chair Wish I could see you just one more time Before I drive away So I could stop and go inside, and say I miss you a little since you've been gone A few little memories keep hangin' on I miss you a little, I guess you could say A little too much, a little too often A little more every day A little too much, a little too often A little more every day