Am:022100D7:000211E7:020100F: 133211G: 320033E|---------------------------------------------------------------|Intro: Am - F - G - Am Verse 1 chords:Am There's no more room for angels to dance or even standF Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our handsG Am Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheepG Am Won't you help me count my sheep tonightContinúa después del anuncioVerse 2: [use verse 1 chords] You make your heart a decoration, it's like a broken violin So carefully made empty, taking only silence in Taking saccharine to kill your pain, won't you help me stripping cane Won't you help me stripping cane tonight Chorus 1 chords:D7 Am Stripping cane for something sweet, stripping cane a man complete is bornG Am His heart, something to hold both dark and lightD7 Am Stripping cane no tongue can tell, the silent ring of this empty bellG E7 Am Won't you tell me fare thee well, fare thee well tonight Verse 3: [use verse 1 chords] I've got nowhere to go now, I'm like a bird in an eclipse And the grammar of our bodies, breathing poems to our lips Breathing verses out of rhyme, won't you help me killing time Won't you help me killing time tonight Verse 4: [use verse 1 chords] There's no more room for angels to dance or even stand Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our hands Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheep Won't you help me count my sheep tonight Won't you help me count my sheep tonight Won't you help me
Stripping Cane
Jeffrey Foucault
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