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Song: The snows of New York by Chris de Burgh from his album Beatiful dreams. Transcribed by Edward Neve (eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)
I can sFee you nGow by the lDmight of the dAmawn, And the sFun is risiFng Gsus4slow, G We have tFalked all nGight, and I can't Dmtalk anymAmore, But I must stFay and yGou must Fgo;
You have Falways bGeen such a gDmood friend to Amme, Through the thFunder and thFe Gsus4rain, G And when you're fFeeling lGost in the sDmnows of New YAmork, Lift your hFeart and thGink of Fme;
There are tAmhose who fail, there are thEose who fall, There are thFose who wFill neverGsus4 win, G Then there are thFose who fGight for the tDmhings they belAmieve, And these are mFen like yGou and Fme;
In my drFeam we wGalked, you and DmI to the sAmhore, Leaving foFotprints by tFheGsus4 sea, G And when there wFas just oGne set of prDmints in the sAmand, That was whFen you cGarried Fme;
You have Falways bGeen such a gDmood friend to Amme, Through the thFunder and thFe Gsus4rain, G And when you're fFeeling lGost in the sDmnows of New YAmork, Lift your hFeart and thGink of Fme;
When you're feFeling lGost in the sDmnows of New YAmork, Lift your hFeart and thGink of Fme, Lift your hFeart and thGink of Fme.
Tabbed by Edward Neve If you have any additions or improvals please send them to me. (eomneve@zeelandnet.nl)