Roy Orbison - The crowd

^BbI go out with the crowd, I play the ^Cmgame, pretending out loud..^Fbut it don't seem the ^Bbsame. For the heart of the crowd..^Bb7is gone from ^Ebsight, my part of the ^Cmcrowd..^Fis not with me to^Bbnight.^{Eb Ab}

^AbI remember the prom..every dance with ^Dbyou, all the crazy ^Bbmthings..^Ebthat we used to ^Abdo. Sometimes we'd wait for a ^Abchance, and then we'd steal ^Dbaway, from the crowd and the ^Bbmdance..^Ebto our hidea^Abway.

^COhh, but you're gone and it's not the same old game.. ^CI fall apart each time I hear your ^Fna..^Gme. Guess ^CI'll go along with the crowd..I'll make be^Flieve.. that you'll ^Ccome back to me..^Abrun back to me.. hurry ^Cback to the ^Fmcrowd, and with ^Cme.