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They came from the hills And they came from the valleys and the plains They struggled in the cold In the heat in the snow and in the rains Come to hear him play Play their minds away We're all following a strange melody We're all...
Verse 1: [C] I'm feeling your [Em] thunder The storm's getting [B7] closer This rain is like [Em] fire And [C] my-my world's going [Em] under And I can't [B7] remember The reason that [Em] you cut Off the [C] line Pre-Chorus:You're...
IN THE CAR I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO PICK YOU UP ON OUR VERY FIRST DATE IS IT COOL IF I HOLD YOUR HAND IS IT WRONG IF I THINK IT'S LAME TO DANCE DO YOU LIKE MY STUPID HAIR WOULD YOU GUESS THAT I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR I'M JUST SCARED OF...
Many prophets preach on bended kneeMany clerics wasted wineThrough those bloody sheetsOn those cobbled streetsI have wasted timeAre there silver shores on paradise?Can I come in from the cold?I killed a man in a far away landMy enemy...
I still hang aroundneither lost nor foundHear the lonely soundof music in the nightNights are always brightThat's all that's left for me, yeahI play the street lifeBecause there's no place I can goStreet life, it's the only life I...
I'm a loser I'm a loser And I'm not what I appear to be Of all the love I have won or have lost there is one love I should never have crossed She was a girl in a million my friend I should have known she would win in the end I'm a loser...
Roll on highway roll on along Roll on daddy 'till you get back home Roll on family roll on crew Roll on mama like I asked you to do And roll on eighteen wheeler roll on roll on Well it's Monday morning he's kissing mama goodbye He's up...
Are you going to Scarborough Fair parsley sage rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt parsley sage rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needle work...
1. [A] There was something in your [D] voice That was [E] telling me don't [A] be too sure Arousing my sus-[E] picions I have never felt be-[C#7] fore I thought we [F#m] had it made [E] I thought you'd never [A] go away Chorus: But now...
It's hard to argue when you won't stop making sense But my tongue still misbehaves and it keeps digging my own grave with my Hands open, and my eyes open I just keep hoping That your heart opens Why would I sabotage the best thing that I...
