thought other versions were a little off .
dont mind the caps and lower case .
enjoy .
G C D
you , you never looked so good
G C D
sipping life down like i wish i could
G C D
but these sober tears are all that’s left to shed
C D
sandy’s soul , now made of bread
face down beneath the rubble lies a man
tales of the future already in the past
and of himself , well he hasn’t much to say
but wake the gods , it’s droodlin’ day
D G D C D
he said , i left my home where the dead never rose
G D C
but the streets of gold i’ve yet to find
D G D C D
and at the end of the day all you can do is pray
G D C D
without hope well you might as well be blind , yeah be blind
D G C D
tomorrow comes a day too soon
E G C D
tomorrow comes a day too soon
angel , sweet angel of my youth
where have you gone? you flew away too soon
this brick i built now builds a higher wall
see it crumble , hear me fall
there hangs the fool , who once had it all
chorus
C D
and though the road has yet to rise
G C
on these hundred years that passed me by
C D
and the blood with the river flows
G C
through the crimson field never sung
D
and no never sung
chorus
G C D
ahh well you , you never looked so good
cheers getz
thought other versions were a little off .
dont mind the caps and lower case .
enjoy .
G C D
you , you never looked so good
G C D
sipping life down like i wish i could
G C D
but these sober tears are all that’s left to shed
C D
sandy’s soul , now made of bread
face down beneath the rubble lies a man
tales of the future already in the past
and of himself , well he hasn’t much to say
but wake the gods , it’s droodlin’ day
D G D C D
he said , i left my home where the dead never rose
G D C
but the streets of gold i’ve yet to find
D G D C D
and at the end of the day all you can do is pray
G D C D
without hope well you might as well be blind , yeah be blind
D G C D
tomorrow comes a day too soon
E G C D
tomorrow comes a day too soon
angel , sweet angel of my youth
where have you gone? you flew away too soon
this brick i built now builds a higher wall
see it crumble , hear me fall
there hangs the fool , who once had it all
chorus
C D
and though the road has yet to rise
G C
on these hundred years that passed me by
C D
and the blood with the river flows
G C
through the crimson field never sung
D
and no never sung
chorus
G C D
ahh well you , you never looked so good
cheers getz
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