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Tuning: E A D G B E
One Of The Few
FRain upon my BbmwindFow Fmaj7Twisting the light of Gm7day Nothing much I can Ebsay I Gm7guess we all pass this waC7y
You know about Fman, his own BbmjailFor Fmaj7Selfish and so unkGm7ind Trapped in his frightened Ebmind Gm7Blind he leads the bliC7nd
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And then there’s Amyou Bbmaj7You are one of the Amfew Bbmaj7Honest, courageous and Dm7true FFor you I will always C7care Honey Amyou Bbmaj7You draw a different Amline Bbmaj7You always seem to Dm7shine FTears don’t become youC7r kind
Most, they play at living Most never learn their names Surely you see their games Puppets strung up by chains Chorus