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Em
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On the |
first |
part of the |
journey |
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Em
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I was |
lookin’ |
at all the |
life. |
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There were |
plants |
and birds and |
rocks |
and things. |
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Em
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There was |
sand |
and hills and |
rings. |
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Em
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The |
first |
thing I met was a |
fly |
with a buzz |
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Em
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And the |
sky |
with no |
clouds. |
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Em
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The |
heat |
was hot and the |
ground |
was dry, |
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Em
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But the |
air |
was full of |
sound.
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I’ve |
been |
through the desert on a |
horse |
with no name. |
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It felt |
good |
to be out of the |
rain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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In the |
desert |
you can |
remem |
ber your name, |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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’Cause there |
ain’t |
no one for to |
give |
you no pain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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Em9
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La |
la |
la, la |
la |
la la, |
la |
la la |
la |
la. |
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Em9
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La |
la |
la, la |
la |
la la, |
la |
la la |
la |
la. |
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Em
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After |
two |
days in the des |
ert |
sun |
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Em
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My |
skin |
began to turn |
red. |
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Em
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D6/9
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After |
three |
days in the |
desert |
fun |
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Em
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I was |
look |
ing at a ri |
ver |
bed. |
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Em
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And the |
story |
it told of a |
river |
that flowed |
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Em
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Made me |
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sad to think it wa |
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dead. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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You see I’ve |
been |
through the desert on a |
horse |
with no name. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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It felt |
good |
to be out of the |
rain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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In the |
desert |
you can |
remem |
ber your name, |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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’Cause there |
ain’t |
no one for to |
give |
you no pain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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La |
la |
la, la |
la |
la la, |
la |
la la |
la |
la. |
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Dmaj9
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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La |
la |
la, la |
la |
la la, |
la |
la la |
la |
la. |
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Em
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After |
nine |
days I let the |
horse |
run free, |
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Em
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’Cause the |
desert |
had turned to |
sea. |
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Em
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There were |
plants |
and birds and |
rocks |
and things. |
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Em
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D6/9
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There was |
sand |
and hills and |
rings. |
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Em
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The ocean is a |
desert |
with it’s |
life |
underground |
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Em
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And a |
perfect |
disguise a |
bove. |
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Em
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D6/9
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Under the |
cities |
lies a |
heart |
made of ground, |
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Em
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But the |
humans |
will give no |
love.
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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You see I’ve |
been |
through the desert on a |
horse |
with no name. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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It felt |
good |
to be out of the |
rain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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In the |
desert |
you can |
remem |
ber your name, |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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’Cause there |
ain’t |
no one for to |
give |
you no pain. |
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Em9
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Dmaj9
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Em9
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la |
la, la |
la |
la la, |
la |
la la |
la |
la. |
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la, la |
la |
la la, |
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la la |
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