Y La Bamba - Ostrich

I belong to a ^Ccynic^Amal savior ^GMy belly has been f^Ced too much Of its b^Amread

^GI may have lost all of my ^Creason ^AmSo I ^GSo I could ^Clove the way ^AmThe way that ^GI can ^GSo I So ^CI ^{Am C}Rest ^Amstay awake ^CI'm fine ^GGotta rejuve^Cnate my mind ^{Am C}And I can^Am taste fate in^C my mouth Like ^Ga copper from the gr^Cound ^CStay^{Am C}Dream about it all

^CAnd bring^Am me all along ^CYou are your song^{Am C}Spirit body ^{G C G G}I'm a daughter of the ^CSouthern mountai^Amn ^GSome say that i ^Ccome From a fruitful ^Amland ^GOf milk and honey ^CAnd holy tradition ^AmSo I ^GSo I ^Ccould love the way ^AmThe way that i ca^Gn ^GmSo I^{C G}So I ^{Am C}There's n^Amo reason f^Cor time Th^Ge money or the ^Clies ^{Am C}And I'll undre^Amss in front of ^Cthis ^GHoly mess we^C made ^{Am G Am G C}Stay D^Cream about it all And^Am bring me a^Gll along^{C Am G C}You are your s^Among ^CSpirit bod^Dmy ^{G C G C G}

^GIn the wilderness is where We meet god hanging in the ai^Ar ^GIt's my ox^Cygen

And I^C thought And I^C thought ^AmI wasn't go^Ging ^GTo see again ^CWe are Cain w^Ame are Abel a memor^Gy I kn^Cow you bet^Amter ^{C D} I kn^Cow you bet^Amter ^{C D} I kn^Cow you bet^Amter