Brandon Flowers

Angel

Brandon Flowers

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[Verso 1]
Em G Angel took the cross hanging 'round his neck D Em And pressed it against his lips Em G He's batting over .500 this year D Em And there's talk of scouts making trips Em G There's a girl who just moved in down the street D Em From deeper in the southwest Em G His uncles all warned him about messing with white girls D Em But he always liked them the best
[Refrão]
C G There's some things you can't outrun D | Em D | It don't matter how far you come C G Or how well you ran the race D | Em D | You're gonna have to come face to face C G With the thing that you've always known to be true D | Em D | That you buried inside of you C G Some fit the mold like a book on the shelf D Em Some are hard wired for something else Interlude: G D Em Em G D Em
[Verso 2]
Em G Chocolate and vanilla swirls, there's gonna be a little girl D Em And nothing anyone can say Em G D Could stop her from taking your name in the backyard that day Em But in a six-month deployment G An awful lot can change in you D Em She gets quiet, the distance cuts you in two Em G When you came home with cold blood to a dream that came true D Man, you fed the wrong fire Put 'em in the rear view
[Refrão]
C G There's some things you can't outrun D | Em D | It don't matter how far you come C G Or how well you ran the race D | Em D | You're gonna have to come face to face C G With the thing that you've always known to be true D | Em D | That you buried inside of you C G Some fit the mold like a book on the shelf D Em Some are hard wired for something else Interlude: G D Em
[Ponte]
C Am G D Angel's little cousin moves black tar and speed from Tucson up to Salt Lake | Em D| C It pays a whole lot more than the Navy Tag: | Em D| C D#
[Verso 3]
Em G Night fell on blood cousins north of the hills D Em Where greasewood and lavender bloom Em G D It rested on the fields like a memory of their mothers' perfume Em They kept it in the tires G Ten and two on the wheel D Em Discrete, Angel sat with the .45 under the seat Em G Sirens and lights rose like a ghost from the street D And when they slowed on the shoulder Angel prayed with his feet
[Refrão]
C G There's some things you can't outrun D | Em D | It don't matter how far you come C G Or how well you ran the race D | Em D | You're gonna have to come face to face C G With the thing that you've always known to be true D | Em D | That you buried inside of you C G Some fit the mold like a book on the shelf D C Some are hard wired for something else Outro: G D | Em D | C G D | Em D | C G D | Em D | C G D Em G D Em Em G D Em

Enviado por: Abel Amin

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