grey walls
F#m A G
i took my darling down , i took my darling down
to that big grey house down the lane
F#m A G
and then the doctor said , he said “it’s in her head
she’s never going to be right again”
Am D Am D
i kissed my love goodbye , she didn’t blink an eye
Am D B
they took her down the hall , she never looked back at all
chorus :
G Dm
oh behind grey walls , somewhere there’s a soul
G Dm
behind grey walls , she’s out of control
Em7
she’s crying out for help , no – one can hear
A7 B
o lord have pity on her , o lord have pity on her
my darling walks the floor , my darling walks the floor
she walks every minute that she can
i heard my darling say , i heard my darling say
that she don’t know who i Am
cigarette burns down her arm , said she tried to do herself harm
tied her arms in the back , trussed her up like a sack
chorus
i saw my darling’s face , i saw my darling’s face
it looked so pale in the distance
she stared out from her room into the dying gloom
and i saw her poor tears glisten
pills to keep her calm , more punctures than a junkie in her arm
strapped her on the bed , seventy volts through her head
chorus
by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com
grey walls
F#m A G
i took my darling down , i took my darling down
to that big grey house down the lane
F#m A G
and then the doctor said , he said “it’s in her head
she’s never going to be right again”
Am D Am D
i kissed my love goodbye , she didn’t blink an eye
Am D B
they took her down the hall , she never looked back at all
chorus :
G Dm
oh behind grey walls , somewhere there’s a soul
G Dm
behind grey walls , she’s out of control
Em7
she’s crying out for help , no – one can hear
A7 B
o lord have pity on her , o lord have pity on her
my darling walks the floor , my darling walks the floor
she walks every minute that she can
i heard my darling say , i heard my darling say
that she don’t know who i Am
cigarette burns down her arm , said she tried to do herself harm
tied her arms in the back , trussed her up like a sack
chorus
i saw my darling’s face , i saw my darling’s face
it looked so pale in the distance
she stared out from her room into the dying gloom
and i saw her poor tears glisten
pills to keep her calm , more punctures than a junkie in her arm
strapped her on the bed , seventy volts through her head
chorus
by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com
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