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G Bm G Bm G Bm G Bm
GI was born in Bmnineteen eighty-nCine
All we could Gdo D
EmNo shakes or coughs or burst relief
Or Bmlists of all our things
Just Cminutes making Gminds D
GI was born in Bmnineteen eighty-nCine
All we could Gdo D
EmBut the makers never made
The Bmcomers never came
But DI still felt that awful news
It was Empatience that we had
And the Bmmiles we had left
That Dheld us there until we could let go
GI was born in Bmnineteen eighty-nCine
And it'll be Gover soon D
EmNo moon children or people's sun
Or Bmringing in my ears
When DI still felt that awful news
It was Empatience that we had
And the Bmmiles we had left
That Dheld us there until we could let go
It was Empatience that we had
And the Bmmiles we had left
That Dheld us there until we could let go
GI was born in Bmnineteen eighty-nCine
All we could Gdo D
EmNot in Bmbirth or body
CBut only in our miGnds D
EmNot in Bmbirth or body
DI still felt that awful news
It was Empatience that we had
And the Bmmiles we had left
That Dheld us there until we could let go
It was Empatience that we had
And the Bmmiles we had left
That Dheld us there until we could let go