Joe Brooks - Palm trees or lost souls

^ECity of stars that h^Aide through the night ^EPity the dogs left ^Aout in the moonlight ^ETalk about God ^Aand the weather is fine, j^Bust fine ^EThe taste of ambition is ^Abitter and sweet ^EIt sings in a dream and then ^Asleeps on a street ^EIt's there in the eyes of the p^Aeople you meet all^E the time, all th^Be time

^AThis is the pl^Eace where all of the f^F#mallen and the fors^Baken never move on ^AYou've lost the ra^Ece if you're feet f^F#mail you in the city ^Bof angels Wings don't gr^Dow on palm trees or lost souls

^EThe city of songs that burn ho^Ales in your heart ^EPity the ones that don't kn^Aow where to start out ^EThey walk without ho^Ape as the ocean roll^Bs by ^ELies on the tongues and the mou^Aths of the men ^EWho deny us the chance to l^Aive as we planned ^EFreedom feels good if only fre^Aedom were ^Emine, all^B mine

^AThis is the pl^Eace where all of the f^F#mallen and the fors^Baken never move on ^AYou've lost the ra^Ece if you're feet f^F#mail you in the city ^Bof angels Wings don't gr^Dow on palm trees or lost souls

^EmThere's no in between here ^F#mYou either whisper or scream here ^BAnd if you say you feel at home you know ^AYou're missing somewhere el^Ese

^AThis is the pl^Eace where all of the f^F#mallen and the fors^Baken never move on ^AYou've lost the ra^Ece if you're feet f^F#mail you in the city ^Bof angels Wings don't gr^Dow on palm trees or lost souls

^AThis is the pl^Eace where all of the f^F#mallen and the fors^Baken never move on ^AYou've lost the ra^Ece if you're feet f^F#mail you in the city ^Bof angels Wings don't gr^Dow on palm trees or lost souls ^{E A E A} On pa^Elm trees or lost sou^Als ^{E A E A} On pa^Elm trees or lost sou^Als ^E