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 Rehearsals for Retirement - Phil Ochs
 
 A             G      D           A
 The days grow longer for smaller prizes
 A             G      D           A
 I feel a stranger to all surprises
 Bm           E            A
 You can have them I don't want them
 C#m          ??           D
 I wear a different kind of garment
 F#m              E
 In my rehearsals for retirement
 
 The lights are cold again, they dance below me
 I turn to old friends, they do not know me
 All about the beggar he remembers
 I put a penny down for payment
 In my rehearsals for retirement
 
 D                              A
 If I'd have known the end would end in laughter
 F#m
 I'd tell my daughter
 E
 It doesn't matter
 
 The stage is tainted with empty voices
 The ladies painted, they have no choices
 I take my colors from the stable
 They lie in tatters by the tournament
 In my rehearsals for retirement
 
 Where are the armies that killed a country
 And turned a strong man into a baby
 Now (out ?) comes the rabble, they are welcome
 I wait in anger and amusement
 In my rehearsal for retirement
 
 If I'd have known the end would end in laughter
 I'd tell my daughter
 It doesn't matter
 
 Farewell my own true love, farewell my fancy
 Are you still with me love, though you failed me
 But one last gesture for your pleasure
 I'll paint your memory on the monument
 In my rehearsals for retirement