Music is a universal language, and needs not be translated. With it soul speaks to soul
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G Bm9 C D Am92 3 1 3 2 3 2-|-|-|o|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|o|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|o|-|- -|-|-|o|-|- -|-|-|o|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|o|-|-|- -|-|o|-|-|- -|-|o|-|-|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|-|o|- -|-|-|-|-|- -|-|-|x|-|-Em9 Dm9 I II OhG, the first days are the hardest days, don't you woCrry any mGore, 'CGause when life looks like Easy Street there is daCnger at your dGoor. TAm9hink this through withEm9 me; Clet me know your mDind. WChoa-oDh, what I wGant to kDnow-Coh,G is aDre you kGind. IGt's a buck dancer's choice, my friend, better tCake my aGdvice; YGou know all the rules by now, and the fCire from the iGce. WAm9ill you come withEm9 me, Cwon't you come with Dme? WChoa-Doh, what I wGant to kDnow-Coh, wGill yDou come wGith me? GGod damn! well I decClaGre! Am9Have you Gseen the Dlike? TDheir wCalls are built of cannonballs, their mGotto Dis "Don't tCread on Dme". CGome hear Uncle John's bCand pAm9layingG by the Driverside, GCot some things to talk about, hGere besiDde the rCising tDide.
G Bm9 C D G Bm9 C D G Bm9 C D G Bm9 C DIGt's the same story the crow told me, it's the Conly one he kGnows; LGike the morning sun you come, and lCike the wind you Ggo. Am9Ain't no time to Em9hate, bCarely time to wDait. WChoa-oDh, what I wGant kDnow-oCh, whGere dDoes the tGime go? GI live in a silver mine and I cCall it Beggar's TGomb; GI've got me a violin and I Cbeg you, call a Gtune. Am9Anybody's cEm9hoice, CI can hear your vDoice. WChoa-Doh, what I wGant to kDnow-Coh, hGow doDes the sGong go? CGome hear Uncle John's bCand bAm9y the GriversidDe GCot some things to talk about hGere besiDde the Crising tDide. CGome hear Uncle John's bCandAm9 playingG to tDhe tide CCome on along or go alone, he's cGome to tDake his cChildren hDome.
Dm9 G C Dm9 G C Dm9 G C Dm9 G CI II I II I II I II II C G Whoa-oh, what I want to know-oh, how does the song go? CAome hear Uncle John's band by the riverside Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide. CGome here Uncle John's bCand pAm9layingG to theD tide, CCome on along or go alone, he's cGome to tDake his cChildren hDome. Dm9 G C Dm9 G C Dm9 G C I La lala lala, la lala lala, la lala lalaaaaa...... "Oooooooooo, you ztoopeed rrabbeet, zee plans zey arre *rrueened*!!" "Hey, Daffy, they love ya, they want more!" "I know, I know, but I can only do it once!" CHINACAT
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