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Tuning: G C E A
Intro: E F# G E F# G G
BEvery street is C#mDark and folding EOut mysteriouEbmsly EWell that's the chance we C#mtake BTo be always working C#mReaching out for EA hand that we can't Ebmsee
Everybody's got a Ehold on hope It's the F#last thing that's hBolding me G#m
BInvitatioC#mn to the last dance EAnd then its time to lEbmeave EThat's the price we C#mpay when we decBeive
One another
C#mAnimal mother EShe opens up for fEbmree
repeat chorus (end on B instead of G#m)
ALook at the talk box EbmIn mute frustration EAt the station EThere F#hides the cGowboy A
Solo: B C#mE Ebm E F# B
ALook at the talk box EbmIn mute frustration EAt the station EThere F#hides the cGowboy A
His campfire flickering
G#mOn the landscape E BBut nothing grows on C#mBut time still goes on EThrough each life of mEbmisery
Everybody's got a Ehold on hope It's the F#last thing that's hBolding me G#m Everybody's got a Ehold on hope It's the F#last thing that's hBolding me A Everybody's got a Ehold on hope It's the F#last thing that's hBolding me B