¡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:
Ebm
No more tears, my heart is dry
Gb
I don't laugh and I don't cry
Db7
I don't think about you all the time
B
But when I do I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor.
Chorus:
Ebm Gb
One day baby, we'll be old
Db7
Oh baby, we'll be old
B
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Verse:
Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things they do
They never really think it through
Like I can never think you're true
Here I go again the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain.
Chorus:
Ebm Gb
One day baby, we'll be old
Db7
Oh baby, we'll be old
B
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Ebm
No more tears, my heart is dry
Gb
I don't laugh and I don't cry
Db7
I don't think about you all the time
B
But when I do I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor.
Chorus:
Ebm Gb
One day baby, we'll be old
Db7
Oh baby, we'll be old
B
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Verse:
Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things they do
They never really think it through
Like I can never think you're true
Here I go again the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain.
Chorus:
Ebm Gb
One day baby, we'll be old
Db7
Oh baby, we'll be old
B
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Barbarossa
BarlowGirl
Bars And Melody
Bazart
Bebo Norman
Blue Swede
Blueface
Bob Carlisle
Bobby Hebb
BØRNS