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| A | D | I am at | ease in the arms of a | woman. |
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| Em | most of my days I spend | alone. |
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| Em | from the place I was | born. |
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| Em | A | she takes me | back home. | |
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| A | Em | Who’s | afraid of ghosts in my | mind. |
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| F#m | Em | | I know, there aint nothing out | there. |
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| D | Em | A | I’m | still afraid to | turn on the lights. | |
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| A | D | I am at | ease in the arms of a | woman. |
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| Em | most of my days I spend | alone. |
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| Em | from the place I was | born. |
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| Em | A | she takes me | back home. | |
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| A | D | I am at | ease in the arms of a | woman. |
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| Em | most of my days I spend | alone. |
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| Em | from the place I was | born. |
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| Em | A | she takes me | back home. | |
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| Em | A | she takes me | back home. | |
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