Jon Fratelli - Baby were refugees
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Verse 1:
Well the Ered light fades and the Esun won’t shine
Tried to Echase those ghosts from this Eheart of mine
And the Ared town lady said she’d take mEe cryin’
C#mTake me down where the Apeople carry roses
C#mTake me down where the Astreet signs know me inEside out
Verse 2:
Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best
Makes the days flash by in a magical mess
And the red town lady let’s my soul confess
Take me down with your money and your roses
Take me down where the night comes crashing through the window
Bridge:
ALook out boy!
ETake the backseat and Amake them enjoy
The Esound
Of this Ahopeless mess
BSpend their Money
BWatch them undress
Their Esoul!
In a Afurious fire
ERound the tin can
ASmoke out the lyre
And Eleave
In a Ajealous hurricane
B7They won’t forget your name!
Outro:
ECarry me home, carry me home, carry me
Won’t somebody chase this pain from mB7y door E
Oh won’t you carry me home, carry me home, carry me,
Won’t somebody chase this pain from my window
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