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Capo 5 Chords C: 332010 F: 033210 Cmaj9:020010 G: 320013 Am:002213
CI never knew my mother FI can't say it was so bad G CShe was still a girl of seventeen FThe night she met my dad G CHe was just six months out of Chino AmTryin' his hardest to stay clean G CWhen they'd sing Cmaj9and they'd sing Amand they'dG sing F CLike doves Cmaj9sleepin' wiAmth brGoken wings F CIn a bed Cmaj9fit forAm a kinFg FIt didn't mean a thing
CIt was a shotgun-forced wedding FAnd they forgot to bring the guns G CThey were busy countin' promises FTo the children not yet born G CNo one could afford the ride AmEveryone hitched up the one oh one G CAnd they'd siCmaj9ng and they'd sAming andG they'd sing F CLike Cmaj9doves dancinAm' with brokGen wings F CWitCmaj9h a viewAm fitG forF a king FIt didn't mean a thing
CIt was a lonliness they would confess FLike the world had gone bad, I guess CSo they hold hands lookin' to the eyes of God FThey say, "Tell me, why'd you hide from us? CWhy'd you fill the world with wickedness? FWhy'd you spare us from your grace but not the rod?G" CNow my dad says, "Fuck the teachers, FJust keep your head down hide. G CGotta find yourself alone Fbefore you'll find the eyes of God"G; CYou may be broke and scared AmAnd mad and tear at the flesh of your own heart'sG strings CBut you were borCmaj9n to be aAm peasant nGot a king F CSo juCmaj9st stop actin' lAmike you're Grunnin' form somethingF CYou'reCmaj9 gonna leave the way yAmou came withoutG a thing F CWith yCmaj9ou're heart tiAmed to your miGnd tied to a stringF CYou juCmaj9st sing and you Amsing and yoGu sing F It doesn't mean a thing C