Em To my mother,G I'll be sorry that I gotta goC To my brother,Am I'll be sorry that I gotta goEm To you I wish that I could say,G I wish you wellC But I think I'll be waitingAm untilEm I'm honestly able.Em I'm sureG the air is lighter on the seasC In every city settledAm far away from meEm Now I'm negotiatingG with the fearC That something's wrongAm with the daylight hereEm And I can't fix it.Em Crooked or kind,G if I'm free, if I'm fineD Either way,Em whatever I doEm Whichever coast,G there'll be room there for ghostsD Either way,Em I'll be thinking of you.Em When gone I have swornG that I will worry notC Of satisfaction, justice,Am or the will of GodEm I'm not sureG there's any difference in the threeC Whatever the conscienceAm decreesEm I hope we both feel right.Em Crooked or kind,G if I'm free, if I'm fineD Either way,Em whatever I doEm Whichever coast,G there'll be room there for ghostsD Either way,Em I'll be thinking of you.
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