Biografia:
Singer-songwriter of acoustic guitar blues. Currently best known as the lead singer for The Devil Makes Three.
www.petebernhard.com
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Left Behind
Pete Bernhard
Intro:
C F C G
C F D G
C E F Fm
C G C G C
C F
I knew a girl now she was long and tall
C G
Slept in the kitchen with her feet out in the hall
C F
She never did too much talking, always thought that was my fault
D G
Looking back that must have been something crazy I was taught
C E
Well I ain’t spoken to her here in quite some time
F Fm
And the years just pass on by like that scenery outside
C G C G C
But I can’t buy back them things I left behind
I knew a man now who taught me a few songs
In the porch light he would sing and then he would nod off
I still sing them songs now that I was taught
And it creeps just like some criminal now back into my thoughts
He used to write me letters now when he was feeling clean
Til he slipped into a darkness never to be retrieved
Well now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
No now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
I always have been the quick at leaving kind
Never was the sort now to be left behind
I could pack up everything that I thought was mine
And be gone before the ink upon that letter head dried
Seen my pockets full of holes I seen my pockets full of gold
I got some beautiful possessions living in pawn shop windows
But oh I can’t buy back them things I left behind
No now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
Pete Bernhard
Intro:
C F C G
C F D G
C E F Fm
C G C G C
C F
I knew a girl now she was long and tall
C G
Slept in the kitchen with her feet out in the hall
C F
She never did too much talking, always thought that was my fault
D G
Looking back that must have been something crazy I was taught
C E
Well I ain’t spoken to her here in quite some time
F Fm
And the years just pass on by like that scenery outside
C G C G C
But I can’t buy back them things I left behind
I knew a man now who taught me a few songs
In the porch light he would sing and then he would nod off
I still sing them songs now that I was taught
And it creeps just like some criminal now back into my thoughts
He used to write me letters now when he was feeling clean
Til he slipped into a darkness never to be retrieved
Well now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
No now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
I always have been the quick at leaving kind
Never was the sort now to be left behind
I could pack up everything that I thought was mine
And be gone before the ink upon that letter head dried
Seen my pockets full of holes I seen my pockets full of gold
I got some beautiful possessions living in pawn shop windows
But oh I can’t buy back them things I left behind
No now I can’t buy back them things I left behind
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