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| Abm7 | B7 | E | | We used to | bow our heads, then | wonder why |
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| C#maj7 | I guess I’ll | carry on |
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| Abm7 | B7 | E | | and make the | best of what you | left to me |
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| Amaj7 | F# | F#7 | | Left to me, | left to me | |
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| | Abm | | Like the | flower needs the rain |
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| | B | Ebm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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| | Abm | | Like the | winter needs the spring |
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| C#maj7 | I’d laugh the | hours away |
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| Abm7 | B | E | | Just knowing | you were thinking | of me |
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| C#maj7 | That I was | put to blame |
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| Abm7 | B7 | E | | For every | story told a | bout me |
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| Amaj7 | F#7 | A | bout me, a | bout me |
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| | Abm | | Like the | flower needs the rain |
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| | B | Ebm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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| | Abm | | Like the | winter needs the spring |
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| | B | Ebm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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