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[Intro ] A D
[Verso 1]
D A D G Daddy raised me just outside of Memphis D G D Em Second generation doctor with hopes to pass it down A D A I saw grown men weep and bombers cry G D When his fine tuned hands and knowing eyes G D Em A Gave a man more life, but he would have been allowed G D G He dreamt I'd be the one to wear his coat D Em D Em A But tuning keys and guitar strings paved a different road
[Refrão]
G D A G D G D Em A Well I hope he knows I'm still my fathers son D A G D G D Em A And I hope he's proud of the man I've have become G D G Em I found my own way through diffenet means A D Sewing up the heart with different strings
[Verso 2]
D G D Something about this guitar in my hands G D Em A The day I picked it up, I began to understand D The first time I sang a song I wrote D To a crowded room through a cloud of smoke G D Em A Teary eyes and broken souls hooked on every note G D G I might have chosen this darkened room to shine D Em A But you have your way of healing and I have mine
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D A G D G D A Em A Well I hope you know I'm still my fathers son D A G A G D Em A And I hope your proud of the man I have become G D Can't you see we're doing the same thing Em A D A G D G D Em A Sewing up the heart with different strings
[Refrão]
D A G D G D A Em A Well I hope you know I'm still my fathers son D A G D G D Em A And I hope your proud of the man I have become G D G Now we're both here doing the same damn thing A D Sewing up the heart with different strings
Enviado por: Abel Amin
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