Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
D D G D
G D A A
[Verse 1]
D
I wanna go to a new town
G D
One with no memories hangin' around
G D
And nothin' there to drag me down
A
But my own cross that I've made
D
And find work down at the Labor Ready
G D
It ain't good, boys, and it ain't steady
G D
But I can leave any time I'm ready
A
Any day now I'll draw my pay
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Instrumental]
D D G D
G D A A
[Verse 2]
D
Primer grays and sun-bleached golds
G D
The motor's tired but the air blows cold
G D
Turn her down some desert road
A
And redline it 'til she's done
D
Gettin' on down at the local bar
G D
Tellin' lies on an old guitar
G D
No last names, no Christmas cards
A
No one wonderin' where I've gone
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Instrumental]
Bm D G D
G D A A
Bm D G D
G D A A
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Outro]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
After fourteen years, I did one day
G D
I guess I never had the heart to stay
A
And do right by my wrongs
[Outro]
Bm G A(ring)
D D G D
G D A A
[Verse 1]
D
I wanna go to a new town
G D
One with no memories hangin' around
G D
And nothin' there to drag me down
A
But my own cross that I've made
D
And find work down at the Labor Ready
G D
It ain't good, boys, and it ain't steady
G D
But I can leave any time I'm ready
A
Any day now I'll draw my pay
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Instrumental]
D D G D
G D A A
[Verse 2]
D
Primer grays and sun-bleached golds
G D
The motor's tired but the air blows cold
G D
Turn her down some desert road
A
And redline it 'til she's done
D
Gettin' on down at the local bar
G D
Tellin' lies on an old guitar
G D
No last names, no Christmas cards
A
No one wonderin' where I've gone
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Instrumental]
Bm D G D
G D A A
Bm D G D
G D A A
[Chorus]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
Leaving comes natural, that's what they say
G D
I guess I never had the mind to pay
A
To stayin' nowhere long
[Outro]
Bm D
I was born a runaway
G D
After fourteen years, I did one day
G D
I guess I never had the heart to stay
A
And do right by my wrongs
[Outro]
Bm G A(ring)
JPT rockerz
Jr cuyam
Jr Gone Wild
Jr Ranks
Jr Ray Lawrence (...)
Juaaka
Juaco Y Nico
Juampa y la raja
Juan Antonio Can (...)
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