Tone gốc: C
Bear’s Den
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Pompeii beneath she lay Am above,
How she haunted our F home,
How she haunted our C home.
You were a God in my Dm eyes,
Above the clouds above the Am skies,
You were a God in my F eyes,
You were a God. C
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Showed me the statues Am underground,
Said, "just don't they look at F peace,"
Sometimes I wish that was C me.
I was the son you always Dm had,
Tugging at your coat while you were Am sad,
I was the son you always F had,
I was the son you always C had.
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Just C don't cry,
Hold your Dm head up high,
She would Am want you to,
She would F want you to.
Please just C don't cry,
Hold your Dm head up high,
She would Am want you to,
She would F want you to.
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There's just some things I have to Am say,
Don't you know I miss her F too,
I miss her just as much as C you.
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So my father and my Dm son,
As you end what you've Am begun,
You'll lie patient by her F side,
With roses red and lilies C white.
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The flowers slipping from your Am hand,
I was too young to F understand,
I was too young to C understand.
I was too young to Dm understand,
The flowers slipping from your Am hand,
I was too young to F understand,
I was too young to C understand.
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Oh please just C don't cry,
Hold your Dm head up high,
She would Am want you to,
She would F want you to.
And just C don't cry,
Hold your Dm head up high,
She would Am want you to,
She would F want you to.
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