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| Going Home Alone the Geezers |
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| Intro: | E / A / E / A / E / A / E |
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| E B |
| V-1 | I say I’m not lonely, but I’m living alone |
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| A B E |
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| When a raven beauty asked if she could borrow my phone |
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| E B |
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| Engulfed by foreboding eyes, her unforgiving smile |
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| A B E |
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| Another round of drinks I say, I’m staying for a while. |
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| A F# E |
| Chorus 1 | She drinks away my money, machine gun shots |
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| A F# E |
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| Long stares into each other, is this all you got |
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| E B |
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| I reach into memory, to order up a round |
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| A B E |
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| Wanting to believe this time was something I had found. |
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| E B |
| V-2 | I’m glad for the encounter, a companion for a night |
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| A B E |
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| She acts as if its meant to be, so the feelings alright |
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| E B |
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| I act like I’m 30, she knows that I’m not |
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| A B E |
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| Together we sit drinking, no questions, times forgot |
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| A F# E |
| Chorus 2 | She drinks all my money, shot after shot |
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| A F# E |
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| Long stares into yesterday, this is all I’ve got |
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| E B |
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| Another memory, another round |
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| A B E |
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| Reality comes true, this is all I’ve found |
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| E B E |
| V-3 | Last call comes way to early, beer toast say goodbye |
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| Stories bring tears in rainfall, but its too late to cry |
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| E B |
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| A touch of a hand so warm and soft, but on ones left at home |
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| A B E |
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| A kiss good night, what could have been, we left alone |
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| A F# E |
| Chorus 3 | My phones disconnected, I can’t pay the rent |
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| A F# E |
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| But for the feeling tonight, the moneys well spent |
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| E B |
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| Our faces stare as if we knew, there could have been a way |
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| A B E |
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| To start again, another time, another lonely day |
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| E B |
| V-4 | I’m going home alone tonight, the writings on the wall |
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| A B E |
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| She didn’t really matter, it was just another call |
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| E B |
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| To a time when time was what it was, but quickly slipped away |
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| A B E |
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| The sun comes up to wake the dream, another lonely day |
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| A F# E |
| Chorus 4 | She drinks away my money, I give it a shot |
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| I say I’m not lonely, but this is all I’ve got |
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| E B |
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| Darkness creeps around the look we shared, as it begins to fade |
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| A B E |
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| The time was brief, but it was right, there’s nothing left to say. |
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1 comment:
I like it brother... and I don't mind going home alone!
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