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Capo: 6th field
AmShoEmuld the sky just turn to black AmAnd all birds die and fall When the ghosts go marching EmDown the streets AmMarching through your walls
DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends
AmHear my cry Hear my cry AmShoEmuld a flower be stoned to death AmAnd love is not around When you're hungered EmAnd your tongue is dry AmBut your bread is filled with worms
DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends
AmHear my cry Hear my cry DmHear my cry
DmShoAmuld the sun decide not to shine DmAndAm the world is cold as ice DmWheAmn babies only cry
DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends DmI'lAml be there for you EmWitAmh you, my friends I'll be there for you With you, my friends
AmHear my cry...