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| Ebm7 | F#7 | B | | We used to | bow our heads, then | wonder why |
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| Abmaj7 | I guess I’ll | carry on |
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| Ebm7 | F#7 | B | | and make the | best of what you | left to me |
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| Emaj7 | C# | C#7 | | Left to me, | left to me | |
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| | Ebm | | Like the | flower needs the rain |
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| | F# | Bbm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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| | Ebm | | Like the | winter needs the spring |
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| Abmaj7 | I’d laugh the | hours away |
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| Ebm7 | F# | B | | Just knowing | you were thinking | of me |
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| Abmaj7 | That I was | put to blame |
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| Ebm7 | F#7 | B | | For every | story told a | bout me |
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| Emaj7 | C#7 | A | bout me, a | bout me |
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| | Ebm | | Like the | flower needs the rain |
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| | F# | Bbm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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| | Ebm | | Like the | winter needs the spring |
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| | F# | Bbm | | Guess I’ll | start it all a | gain |
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