Jeff Buckley - The Boy With The Thorn In His Side

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And ^Dif they don't bel^Gieve us ^Ami, ^Dnow Will they ^Ami7, ^Cever believe us A^Dnd when you want to ^Glive how^Am do yo^Du start Where do you go Who do you need to k^Am7now ^COhh^Dh, ^Cohh^Dh, ^Cohh^Dh, ^Coh^Cmaj7, ^Dsus4, ^C, ^Dhh