Don Henley - Bramble rose

^AThe ungrateful few who t^Eangle inside Don't c^Dare where they're born, they're gr^Eowing up wild ^AThe rain makes her thirsty and fi^Eghting to go Her ^Dmind turns determined, da^Erk as a storm

^DSo her love ^Ehas grown as sharp ^Aas a b^Bmramble r^Dose Like a r^Deal good w^Eoman nobody k^Anows ^{D A D}

^AI get so ashamed for mak^Eing you blue I c^Dome back to this porch to make it a^Ell up to you ^AThe rain's got me thirsty, falling w^Easteful and slow I'm r^Destless enough, I'm ^Eso scared to go

^DSo her love ^Ehas turned as hard ^Aas a b^Bmramble r^Dose Just a r^Deal good w^Eoman nobody k^Anows ^{D A D}

^ADo you think she'll be happy o^Eut on the wind Do you t^Dhink she'll get halfway before it's ra^Eining again ^ADoes she find that she’s true when it's h^Eardest to be Or will the n^Dotions she follows have a^Ell turned on me

^DOnce her lov^Ee has blown as far ^Aas a b^Bmramble r^Dose Just a r^Deal good w^Eoman nobody k^F#mnows ^D Just a r^Deal good w^Eoman nobody k^Anows ^{D A D A}