The Sweetest Lullaby
Darren Hayes
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INTROC Em AmF Oh... VERSE 1C Em Am It won't be long before yourF C train arrives at rainy Waterloo.Em It won't be long before you'reAm leaving-F C You're leaving.Em And I'm jealous of your shoes,Am F they take you step by step awayC from me.Em Am I'm jealous of this railway station-F Does that make me crazy? PDC HORUS 1Em And my worn out love-F Like the worn out strings on myEm Am favorite guitar.F Em And I'm all out of words to makeF C it better. CHORUSEm There'll be no one to fight withAm now, you're leaving-F C No one to believe in.Em There'll be no one to dry your eyesAm at midnight,F On the doorsteps of London.C No more tender goodbyes,Em No more wrong; no more right.Am No more falling asleep to theF C sweetest lullaby.Em Am La la la, la la la, la-F La la la, la la la, la.Continúa después del anuncioC Em Am F VERSE 2C Em I'm jealous of that dress thatAm F C kisses you in places they don't see.Em I'm jealous of the plane you'reAm F C boarding, mmm.Em Am And I despise the view from way upF C there that leaves me down below.Em I can't believe you're reallyAm F leaving - Are you really leaving? PDC HORUS 2Em All my worn out love-C F Em Am Like a worn out song on an old 45.F Em 'Cause I'm all out of words toF C make it better. CHORUSEm There'll be no one to fight withAm now, you're leaving-F C No one to believe in.Em There'll be no one to dry your eyesAm at midnight,F On the doorsteps of London.C No more tender goodbyes,Em No more wrong; no more right.Am No more falling asleep to theF C sweetest lullaby.Em Am La la la, la la la, la-F C La la la, la la la, la, singing-Em La la la, la la la, la.Am F Am La la la, la la la, la. BRIDGEG Em I'm jealous of the sun in distant harbors,F Am 'Cause it will wake you first.G I'm jealous of the road you'reF walking on-G C The road that takes me from you,Em Am oh...F C Em Am F VERSE 1C Em Am It won't be long before herF C train arrives at rainy Waterloo.Em It won't be long before she'sAm F C leaving, oh... CHORUSEm There'll be no one to fight withAm now, you're leaving-F C No one to believe in.Em There'll be no one to dry your eyesAm at midnight,F On the doorsteps of London.C No more tender goodbyes,Em No more wrong; no more right.Am No more falling asleep to theF C sweetest lullaby.Em Am La la la, la la la, la-F C La la la, la la la, la, singing-Em La la la, la la la, la.Am F La la la, la la la, la. OUTTROC Em Am F Ohh...C Em Am F Ohh...C Em Am