Hank Thompson
BLACKBOARD OF MY HEART



(G) When I was young and went to school
They taught me how to (D) write
To take the chalk and make a mark
And hope it turns out (G) right
Well that's the way it is with love
And what you (G7) did to (C) me
I wrote it so you'd (G) know
That I was (D) yours eternal-(G) ly.

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(G) But my tears have washed I love you
>From the (D) Blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate
And make another (G) start
I'm satisfied the way things are
Although we're (G7) far a-(C) part
My tears have washed (G) I love you from
The (D) Blackboard of my (G) heart.

If you'd been true the way you should
And not have gone astray
These tears would not have fallen down
And washed the words away
No need to talk, 'cause if the chalk
Should write those words again
It will be for someone else
Not things that might have been.

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