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G
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Am
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It's
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cold here in the city, it
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always seems that way,
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D7
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G
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And
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I've been thinkin' about you,
almost e
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very day,
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(verse 2)
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Am
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Thinkin' about the good times, t
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hinkin' about the rain,
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D7
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G
|
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Thinkin' about how bad it feels, al
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one again,
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(chorus)
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C
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D7
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G
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I'm
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sorry for the w
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ay things are in Ch
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ina,
|
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C
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D7
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G
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I'm
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sorry things ain't
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what they used to
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be,
|
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C
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D7
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G
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D
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E-E/D-C-C/B-A
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But m
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ore than anything e
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lse I'm s
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orry f
|
or myself
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,
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D7
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G
|
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Cause you're not h
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ere with me,
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(verse 3)
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G
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Am
|
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Our friends all ask about
you,
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I say you're doin' fine,
|
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D7
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G
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||
And
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I expect to hear from you almost a
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ny time,
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||
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Am
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They all know I'm cryin,
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I can't sleep at night,
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D7
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G
|
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They all know I'm dyin' down deep
i
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nside,
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(chorus)
|
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C
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D7
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G
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I'm
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sorry for all t
|
he lies I told y
|
ou,
|
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C
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D7
|
G
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I'm
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sorry for the t
|
hings I didn't s
|
ay,
|
|
C
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D7
|
G
|
D
|
E-E/D-C-C/B-A
|
But m
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ore than anything e
|
lse, I'm s
|
orry f
|
or myself
|
,
|
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D7
|
G
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I
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can't believe y
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ou went away,
|
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G-Am-D7-G
|
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(chorus)
|
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C
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D7
|
G
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I'm
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sorry if I took s
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ome things for g
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ranted,
|
|
C
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D7
|
G
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I'm
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sorry for the c
|
hains I put on y
|
ou,
|
|
C
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D7
|
G
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D
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E-E/D-C-C/B-A
|
But m
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ore than anything e
|
lse, I'm s
|
orry f
|
or myself
|
,
|
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D7
|
G
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For
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livin' withou
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t you,
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