C
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G
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Am
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Slip |
inside the |
eye |
of your |
mind, |
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E
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F
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Don’t you |
know |
you might |
find |
G
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C
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Am
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G
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A better place to |
play |
. |
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C
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G
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Am
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You |
said that |
you’d |
never |
been, |
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E
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F
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But all the |
things |
that you’ve |
seen |
G
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C
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Am
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G
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Slowly fade |
away |
. |
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F
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Fm
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C
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C
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So I start a revo |
lution |
from my |
bed, |
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F
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Fm
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C
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C
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Cos you |
said |
the brains I |
had |
went to my |
head. |
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F
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Fm
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C
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C
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Step |
outside, the |
summe |
rtime’s in |
bloom. |
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G
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G
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Stand |
up beside the |
fire |
place. |
E
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E
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Take |
that look from |
off |
your face, |
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Am
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G
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F
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G
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But |
you |
ain’t ever |
gonna |
burn |
my |
heart |
out. |
C
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G
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Am
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E
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F
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So |
Sally |
can |
wait, |
she |
knows |
it’s too |
late |
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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as we’re |
walking |
on |
by. |
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C
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G
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Am
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E
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Her |
soul |
slides |
a |
way, |
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F
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G
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But “don’t look |
back |
in anger“ |
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C
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G
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Am
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E
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F
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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I heard you |
say. |
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C
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G
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Am
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Take |
me to the |
place |
where you |
go |
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E
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F
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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Where |
nob |
ody |
know |
s, |
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if it’s night or |
day. |
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C
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G
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Am
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Please |
don’t put your |
life |
in the |
hands |
of a |
E
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F
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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rock |
’n roll |
band |
, |
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who’ll throw it all |
away. |
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F
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Fm
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C
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C
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I’m gonna start a |
revol |
ution from my |
bed, |
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F
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Fm
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C
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C
|
Cos you |
said |
the brains |
I |
had went to my |
head. |
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F
|
|
Fm
|
|
C
|
C
|
Step |
outside, the |
summe |
rtime’s in |
bloom. |
|
G
|
|
G
|
|
Stand |
up beside the |
fire |
place. |
E
|
|
E
|
|
Take |
that look from |
off |
your face, |
|
Am
|
|
G
|
|
F
|
G
|
Cos |
you |
ain’t ever |
gonna |
burn my |
heart |
out. |
C
|
G
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|
Am
|
|
E
|
|
F
|
So |
Sally |
can |
wait, |
she |
knows |
it’s too |
late |
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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|
as she’s |
walking |
on |
by. |
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C
|
G
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Am
|
E
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My |
soul |
slides |
away, |
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|
F
|
|
G
|
But “don’t look |
back |
in anger“ |
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F
Fm
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C
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Fm
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Fm
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G
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(N.C.)
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C
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G
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Am
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E
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F
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So |
Sally |
can |
wait, |
she |
knows |
it’s too |
late |
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G
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C
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Am
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G
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as she’s |
walking |
on |
by |
. |
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C
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G
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Am
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F
|
|
G
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Her |
soul |
slides |
away, |
but “don’t |
look |
back in |
anger” |
C
|
G
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Am
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|
E
|
|
F
|
So |
Sally |
can |
wait, |
she |
knows |
it’s too |
late |
|
G
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C
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Am
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G
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|
as she’s |
walking |
on |
by |
. |
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C
|
G
|
Am
|
|
E
|
|
F
|
|
My |
soul |
slides |
away |
, |
|
but “don’t |
look |
back in anger”; |
|
G
|
F
|
|
G
|
|
C
|
“ |
don’t |
look |
back in |
anger”, |
I heard you |
say |
G
|
|
|
Am
|
|
|
E
|
|
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F
|
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Fm
|
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C
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least not |
today... |