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| C | | One night on a Greyhound bus |
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| F | C | | Love caught the | two of us |
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| G | | The Sun was sinking | low |
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| F | G | | When Cupid shot his | arrow |
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| C | | I changed her plans for going west |
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| F | C | | Got her clinging | to my chest |
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| F | G | | I could feel her | heart beat |
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| F | C | | I will skip the Bus, rather take the | train |
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| G | C | | I was | easy to fool, so | easy to fool |
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| F | C | | Forget about us, get lost in the | rain |
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| C | | One day she left behind a note |
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| F | C | | I felt my heart jump | in my throat |
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| F | G | | On those tears I tried | to hide |
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| Am | G | | To get her back would | save my soul |
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| F | Am | | Put my heart back | in it’s hole |
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| F | G | | I can’t get her | off my mind |
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| G | D | | I will skip the Bus, rather take the | train |
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| A | D | | I was | easy to fool, so | easy to fool |
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| G | D | | Forget about us, get lost in the | rain |
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| G | D | | Forget about us, get lost in the | rain |
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| A7 | | It´s | hot under the west-coast sun |
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| G | A7 | D | | But | cold up here in | Maine |
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| G | A7 | D | | But | cold up here in | Maine |
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