Biography:
The Henningsens are a songwriting, farm family from Atwood, Illinois. They are made up of Brian (dad), Aaron (eldest son), and Clara (daughter). They have written songs for Sara Evans, The Band Perry and Highway 101.
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Other songs:
- Airstreaming
- American Beautiful
- Arkansas
- But Now
- Christmas Kissin
- Color Red
- Country Cool
- Down
- Golden
- Happy Birthday Merry Christmas Baby Jesus
- I Miss You
- Jesus Or A Bullet
- Laura Lee
- Lemonade
- Like A Girl
- Love You Til The End
- Lovin Him
- Moonbeams
- No
- Sitting In An Airport Waiting On A Train
- Texas Is A Woman
- Theres A Line
- To Believe
- Too Rodeo For The Radio
- Why I Farm
- Worlds On Fire
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World's On Fire by The Henningsens
No capo
[Intro]
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
[Verse 1]
Am G
There are days when the world’s on fire
F C/E C G
And I let it burn me down
Am G F C/E C G
There are times, I feel loneliest in the middle of a crowd
F Am G
But some how you pull me up above the clouds and let me know
F Am G
The sun is shining bright above the storm
[Chorus]
Am G/B C F C/E G
When it’s late, and the whole world sleeps and there’s no one else around
Am G/B C F C/E G
I lie close, and I can hear you breathe, and I hold onto that sound
C G Dm F C G
When I’m laying by your side, Woahhhh Oooh, I know everything’s alright
C G Dm F C G
When I see it through your eyes, Woahhhh Oooh, You bring living back to life
Woahhhh Ooooh
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
[Verse 2]
Am G
Concrete walls, watch the world speed by
F C/E C G
And they rarely stop to see
Am G
There’s a ghost on the sidewalk there
F C/E C G
And it looks a lot like me
F Am G
But that’s alright ‘cause I know at the end of every day
F Am G
You’ll bring life back into me when I get home
[Chorus]
Am G/B C F C/E G
When it’s late, and the whole world sleeps and there’s no one else around
Am G/B C F C/E G
I lie close, and I can hear you breathe, and I hold onto that sound
C G Dm F C G
When I’m laying by your side, Woahhhh Oooh, I know everything’s alright
C G Dm F C G
When I see it through your eyes, Woahhhh Oooh, You bring living back to life
Woahhhh Ooooh
[Outro]
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
No capo
[Intro]
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
[Verse 1]
Am G
There are days when the world’s on fire
F C/E C G
And I let it burn me down
Am G F C/E C G
There are times, I feel loneliest in the middle of a crowd
F Am G
But some how you pull me up above the clouds and let me know
F Am G
The sun is shining bright above the storm
[Chorus]
Am G/B C F C/E G
When it’s late, and the whole world sleeps and there’s no one else around
Am G/B C F C/E G
I lie close, and I can hear you breathe, and I hold onto that sound
C G Dm F C G
When I’m laying by your side, Woahhhh Oooh, I know everything’s alright
C G Dm F C G
When I see it through your eyes, Woahhhh Oooh, You bring living back to life
Woahhhh Ooooh
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
[Verse 2]
Am G
Concrete walls, watch the world speed by
F C/E C G
And they rarely stop to see
Am G
There’s a ghost on the sidewalk there
F C/E C G
And it looks a lot like me
F Am G
But that’s alright ‘cause I know at the end of every day
F Am G
You’ll bring life back into me when I get home
[Chorus]
Am G/B C F C/E G
When it’s late, and the whole world sleeps and there’s no one else around
Am G/B C F C/E G
I lie close, and I can hear you breathe, and I hold onto that sound
C G Dm F C G
When I’m laying by your side, Woahhhh Oooh, I know everything’s alright
C G Dm F C G
When I see it through your eyes, Woahhhh Oooh, You bring living back to life
Woahhhh Ooooh
[Outro]
Am G
Oooohhh Ooh Oooh Ooh
F C/E C G
Ooooh Ooh Ooh Oooh
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