Morten Harket - Kind of christmas card

^DAl^Bl you folks back home ^F#I'l^Al never tell you this ^Dyo^Bu're not supposed to know ^Awhere your daughter is ^Gthere are ways of life y^Aou ^Bnever understood

^Git^A's^A right here downtown Hollywood ^Git^A's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard ^BI´ve got a stolen moment trying hard ^Ato write a kind ^Ga kind of Christmascard CHORUS ^ABu^Dt ^BI-^F#--am^A burning out again ^DTo^Bni^F#---^Aght there is fever in my veins ^DMa^Bma dear all the love you gave ^DI ^F#guess there´s really nothing ^Anothing much to save ^GI ^Asee this place ^BIt is dirty as I feel myself ^GTh^Aer^De are still som riches at the Roosevelt ^ATh^Gat evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom, ^Bmama, on my knees ^ATh^Gat´s i´m at down in Los Angeles CHORUS And I---am burning out again And I---must rise above the shame Toni---ght there is fever in my veins ^GOr^A j^Bust think of the girl I used to be ^AYo^Gu were my age once mama ^ATw^Dentythree ^DI ^Aca^Bn still hear some of the songs you used to play ^AFr^Bom that summer of love in ´68 ^AIt^G seems it turned into a a winter of hate CHORUS And I---am burning out again It´s time i´d rise above the pain Toni---ght there is fever in my veins Toni---ght there is fever in my veins