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