Jill Andrews - Lost it all

^AmAll the king's ^Chorses and ^Fall the king's men ^AmNever put ^Cmy heart to^Fgether again In these ^Amrivers of ^Ctears I'm ^Fdrowning, drowning There are ^Amwolves in my ^Chead and they're ^Fhowling

There was a garden of ^Amede^Cn ^F In the palm of my ^Amhan^Cd ^F Now i'm broken and ^Amble^Ced^Fing Stranger in this ^Amlan^Cd ^F

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^AmNothing ^Cleft to be^Flieve in ^AmNothing ^Cleft to ^Fsay ^AmIn a ^Cworld without^F reason ^AmI'll ^Cnever find my ^Fway

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^AmWander this ^Cwor^Fld ^AmWander this ^Cwor^Fld ^AmNever get ^Cbac^Fk ^AmNever get ^Cbac^Fk ^AmWander this ^Cwor^Fld ^AmWander this ^Cwor^Fld ^AmNever get ^Cbac^Fk ^AmNever get ^Cbac^Fk

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