The Man Who Was Wrong
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E|-----------------------|F#m C#m Lately, I've been cruel to my babyF#m She asks if I'm hers and I only sayC#m maybeF#m Playing the fool, who knows nothingC#m about loveF#m I act like I doubt it, but I'mA B E nothing without itA If I should leave you, darling youB would knowE That I'm chasing the only game in townF#m That's running itself right back into the groundA And I won't be too old, when the story is toldB E Of a man who was wrongF#m 'Cause I know, you belong in theC#m churchyardF#m Growing flowers, writing home on aC#m postcardF#m C#m And its ok to belong to the old timesF#m Making crochet, tying knots in theA B E clotheslineContinúa después del anuncioA And if I should leave you, darlingB you would knowE E7 That I'm chasing the only game in townF#m That's running itself right back into the groundA And I won't be too old, when my story is toldB E Of a man who was wrong F#m C#m x3F#m A B EF#m 'Cause he barks like a hounddog inC#m moonlightF#m Yes, he barks on and on, but heC#m don't biteF#m 'Cause it don't pay to stand up toC#m the uptightF#m It's the cowards that are fightingA B E the good fightA If I should leave you, darling youB would knowE E7 That on that day when I'm not aroundF#m I must be asleep like a stone in the groundA And I'll be a hundred years old when the story is toldB E Of a man who was wrongRiff e|E|-----------------------|E|--- B|E|-----------------------|E|--- G|---------6-5-4-3-2-1~---------- D|--4E|-----------------------|4- A|----4E|-----------------------| E|E|-----------------------|E|--- e|--------------------|---| B|--------------------|---| G|-----6-5-4-3-2-1--| D|---------------------| A|4-0-4----------------| E|--------------------|---|F#m When my soul breaks, and my heartC#m stops it's beatingF#m And my body lies wounded andC#m bleedingF#m When the vulture starts in on itsC#m feedingF#m And all of my seconds stop theirA B E constant repeatingA If I should leave you, where wouldB I goE E7 Theres only one other bed in this townF#m It sits like a tree in a hole in the groundA Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes onB Of a man who was wrongA Ill be a hundred years gone, but the story goes onB E Of a man who was wrong