[Intro] Dm F CDm Momma made something sweetF It's good for you to eatC Dm But you were out late messing aroundDm The girls are in your handsF Dangerous charm you don't understandC Dm The other men will burn you aliveF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Tonight( C Bm6 Dm )Dm The streets are whispering nowF Of this gentlemen in townC Dm A lover, who cannot be beatDm The men around townF Gathered on the sacred groundC Dm And repeated to beat their chestsF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right nowF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right now( C Bm6 Dm )( C Bm6 Dm )Dm Been hiding as you canF Too weak to even standC Dm Your bones don't fit your skin no moreDm Got you crying at the MoonF Begging momma for a roomC Dm But she's felt the burn of your loveF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right nowF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right now( C Bm6 Dm )( C Bm6 Dm )Dm Got down on your knees to prayF Asking your father in his graveC Dm He whispered, son( Dm F C )( Dm F C )Dm Get on your horse and rideF I wanna show youG Dm Where you gonna dieF G Dm Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh OhhhhhF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right nowF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right nowF You're just naive, boyC You better leave, boyDm Right nowF C This blessing turned to curseF G Dm Your charm worked in reverseF And a love songG Dm That is burnt in my mind
Spaghetti
The Dead South
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Composición: Scott Pringle, Nate Hilts, Danny Kenyon y Colton Crawford
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