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Intro (PB/Alay ChB/Gorus) B/F D D/C E E
IEf it's Atrue a rich man leads a sad life, F#m E
that's what the saC#my from day to daDy
then wAhat do all the poor do with tF#mheir lEives
on Judgement C#mDay with nothin' to Dsay?
I've been Abeat up I've been C#mthrown out
but I'm not doF#mwn oh, I'm notB down
I've been showAn up but I've grC#mown up and
I'm not dF#mown oh I'm not doBwn
B/AVerseB/G II B/F D D/C E
On My own I faced a gang of jeering
In strange streets oh
When my nerves were pumping and I fought my fear in
I did not run, I was not done
EYes I lAived that kind of C#mday
when Em7none of your sorrows wDill go away
go down and down and hit the floor,
D/Cdown and down and down somemore
BDepression
ABut I know, there'll be someC#mway when I can swingEm7 everything
Dback my way Like skyscrapers rising up
D/Cfloor by floor, not giving up B E
So you walk around and
think that you're the toughest
In the world, the whole wide world
But You're streets away from where it gets the roughest
You ain't been there.
Contribuição: rodrigo alan feltrin ferraz(email protected)
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