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GmSome days I think Gm F iEbt's all a dream Eb/D
CmThe things I've done,F the places that I've bD/Feen
GmThis life of mine Gm F sEbeems surreal at times
WasCmted days and nights in D/Fsomeone else's mind Gm
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Could it be I'm not for real
I slap my face to check out how I feel
It's hostages to prove it's true
Who lives behind a mask was never proved.
FCome on Robert JBbohnson, thoFugh we're worlds Bbapart
EbYou and I know wGmhat it's like with the dAevil in our heDart
You Cmsold your soul at the crossGmroads
Kept aCm little of mine on haGmnd
I'Ebm wadin' G7out thiEs Dm F F#m muddy water
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Rattlin' chains all around my bed
Ghosts can laugh but they're already dead
I'm not dyin' and I'm far from gone
The bluesman spent his candle, but his pain lives on
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