Beth Hart

Beth Hart

L.A. Song
Composição de (Beth Hart)
Intro:  G Bm Am Cc (x2) 
                            G                       Bm 
         She hangs around the boulevard 
                     Am                  C 
         She's a local girl with local scars 
                             G                         Bm
         She got home late, she got home late 
                Am                    C
         She drank so hard the bottle ached 
                     G                                    Bm
         And she tried and she tried, and she tried and she tried 
               Am                       C
         But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies 
                    G                                   Bm
         So she takes and she takes, she takes and she takes 
                Am                            C
         She understands when she gives it away 
 
                                        G                    C             D 
                        She says, man I gotta get out of this town 
                        G                     C            D             
                        Man I gotta get out of this pain 
                        G                     C            D
                        Man I gotta get out of this town 
                        C                        D                G
                        Out of this town, and out of L.A. 
                                                                                 
                       Bm Am C 
 
         She's gotta gun, she's gotta a gun 
         She gotta gun she call the lucky one 
         She left a note up by the phone 
         Don't leave a message cause this ain't no home 
 
         And she cried and she cried, and she cried and she cried 
         She cried so long her tears ran dry 
         And she laughed and she laughed, she laughed and she laughed 
         Cause she knew she was never comin' back 
 
                        She said, man I'm gonna get out of this town 
                        Man I'm gonna get out of this pain 
                        Man I'm gonna get out of this town 
                        Out of this town, and out of L.A. 
 
                                                       Em                      Em(maj7)
                                      It's all she loves, it's all she hates 
                                                       Em6                   Cmaj7 
                                      It's all too much for her to take 
                                      She can't be sure just where it ends 
                                      Or where the good life begins 
 
         So she took a train, she took a train 
         To a little old town without a name 
         She met a man, he took her in 
         But fed her all the same bullshit, again 
 
         Cause he lied and he lied, and he lied and he lied 
         He lied like a salesman selling flies 
         So she screamed and she screamed, and she screamed and she screamed 
         It's a different place, but the same old thing 
 
                                      It's all I love, it's all I hate 
                                      It's all too much for me to take 
                                      I can't be sure where it begins 
                                      Or if the good life lies within 
 
                        So she said, man I gotta get out of this town 
                        Now I gotta get back on that train 
                        Man I gotta get out of this town 
                              C                     D                                 G    Bm Am C 
                        I'm out of my pain, so I'm goin' back to L.A. 
 
                                                               G Bm Am C 
                        Back to L.A, back to L.A. 
                        I'm goin' back to L.A. 
                        I'm goin' back to L.A.... 
                                                                                G to the end...

Enviado por: Chris Gilbert

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