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John Anderson - The Ballad Of Zero And The Tramp
Well they Dused to call him Zero cause he Anever made his mark And when he Bmtook up with a tramp like her, Gall the people laughed DFate just seemed to find them on a Aone way losing streak BetBmween the two they lived their lives trapped Gon a dead end street Well a Dman gets tired of zero and a Awoman hates that scorn And if Bmtime allowed they'd make those fools wish Gthey were never born
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Oh how Bmcome it feels like Sunday Deach day of your life BmSome of us have to make a name beDfore we're satisfied Oh and how Gcome it feels like Monday Bmseven days a week AWork your fingers to the bone Gjust to make ends Bmmeet
Well the bank job wasn't easy, no, they'd left a couple dead And when the headlines hit the stands that day, it was Zero and the tramp they said Now it looks like they've got a man hunt for a couple of crazy kids And they both got just what they want, it was a price upon their heads The more they kept on runnin, the more they fell in love Cause when you live your life outside the law, you need that kind of trust Chorus:
Oh how Bmcome it feels like Sunday Deach day of your life BmSome of us have to make a name beDfore we're satisfied Oh and how Gcome it feels like Monday Bmseven days a week AWork your fingers to the bone Gjust to make ends Bmmeet
Sometimes the nights get colder and the dreams can chill your bones And it was on a night like this that they came too close to home They were caught up in the cross fire of a SWAT team's finest hour And went down in a blaze of automatic fire crying hey we've really made it now Chorus:
Oh how Bmcome it feels like Sunday Deach day of your life BmSome of us have to make a name beDfore we're satisfied Oh and how Gcome it feels like Monday Bmseven days a week AWork your fingers to the bone Gjust to make ends Bmmeet