E Well the red light fades and the Sun won't shine Try to chase those ghosts , from this heart of mineAE And the red town lady said she'd save me cryC#m A Take me down where the people carry rosesC#m A E Take me down where the street signs know me inside outE Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best Makes the days pass by and a magical messA And the red town lady, makes my soul confessC#m A Take me down with your money and your rosesC#m A E Take me down where the night comes crashing through the windowE look out boy, take a back seat and make them enjoy The sound, this hopeless mess Spend their money, watch them undress their soul, And a furious fire, round the drink and smoke out of line And leave, in a jealous hurricaneB7 They won't forget your nameE Carry me home, carry me home carry meB7 E Won't somebody chase this pain from my door?E Carry me home, carry me home, carry meB7 E Won't somebody chase this pain from my window?E Carry me home, carry me home, carry meB7 E Won't somebody chase this pain from my door?E Carry me home, carry me home, carry meB7 E Won't somebody chase this pain from my window?E Carry me home, carry me home, carry meB7 E Won't somebody take this pain from my door?
Baby Were Refugees
Jon Fratelli
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- B7
- C#m4
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Tom:
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- B7
- C#m4
- E