A Kind Of Christmas Card

Morten Harket

  • A
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  • Bm7
  • D
  • F#m
  • G
Tom:
D Bm All you folks back home
F#m A I'll never tell you this
D Bm You're not supposed to know
A Where your daughter is
G There are ways of life
A Bm You never understood
G It's right here
A D A Downtown Hollywood
G A It's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
Bm I've got a stolen moment trying hard
A G To write a kind of, kind of Christmas card
D Bm F#m A But I____________ am burning out again
D Bm F#m A Toni___________ght there is fever in my veins
D Bm Mama, dear
F#m A All the love you gave
D Bm I guess there's really nothing
A Nothing much to save
G See this place
A Bm is as dirty as I feel myself
G A There are still some riches
D A At the Roosevelt
G A That evening prayer, those memories
Bm In my little bedroom, mama, on my knees
A G That's where I'm at - Down in Los-Angeles
D Bm F#m A And I____________ am burning out again
D Bm F#m A And I____________ must rise above the shame
D Bm F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeah
G A Bm Oh, just think of the girl I used to be
G A D You were my age once, mama, Twenty-three
A G A I can still hear some of the songs you used to play
Bm From that summer of love in '68
A G Seems it's turned into a winter of hate
D Bm F#m A And I____________ am burning out again
D Bm F#m A And I____________ must rise above the shame
D Bm F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins
D Bm F#m A D Bm7 F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeah
[Final] D Bm F#m A
D Bm F#m A
D Bm F#m A
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Composição: Morten Harket e Håvard Rem

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