¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse]
C Am G
My father tried to make a girl of me
C Am G
They came to me, suitors three
C Am G C
I had the fire, held the old stories like they were gospel
Am G
Yeah, honor's not impossible
F Am
But you'd rather have me be docile
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Verse]
C Am G
First one, a child like I was then
C Am G
It was a chill that would kill him
C Am G C
The second was red as the rose that he carried
Am G
He said we'd never be married
F Am
But you know, I'd rather be buried
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Verse]
C Am G
The third would have me in dresses and
C Am G
A lady like the tradition says
C Am G
I fought him then for that privilege, he suffered
C Am G
Three broken bones, I discovered
F Am
I'd never know any others
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Bridge]
Dm C Am G
I'm good if I just wear white til I die
Dm C Am G
I'm good if I keep what's right on my side
Dm C Am F
I'll always hold how your eyes looked so kind
G
So come on, let's ride
[Solo]
C Am F G
C Am F G G
[Chorus]
Am G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F
On my promises
Am G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F
On my promises
C Am G
My father tried to make a girl of me
C Am G
They came to me, suitors three
C Am G C
I had the fire, held the old stories like they were gospel
Am G
Yeah, honor's not impossible
F Am
But you'd rather have me be docile
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Verse]
C Am G
First one, a child like I was then
C Am G
It was a chill that would kill him
C Am G C
The second was red as the rose that he carried
Am G
He said we'd never be married
F Am
But you know, I'd rather be buried
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Verse]
C Am G
The third would have me in dresses and
C Am G
A lady like the tradition says
C Am G
I fought him then for that privilege, he suffered
C Am G
Three broken bones, I discovered
F Am
I'd never know any others
[Chorus]
C F
Is this life just a dry run?
Am G C
Mailed fist reaching out to touch someone
F Am
Not enough daughter, not enough son
G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F Am G
On my promises
[Bridge]
Dm C Am G
I'm good if I just wear white til I die
Dm C Am G
I'm good if I keep what's right on my side
Dm C Am F
I'll always hold how your eyes looked so kind
G
So come on, let's ride
[Solo]
C Am F G
C Am F G G
[Chorus]
Am G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F
On my promises
Am G
Someday I'm gonna make good
C F
I am gonna make good
Am G C
I am gonna make good on my promises
F
On my promises
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