• A
  • Bm
  • F#
  • G
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Tom:
Intro: Bm, G, F#, G, F# (x2)
Bm G Well you walk around this town like it's holy land
F# G F# you got good lookin friends, you're a sharp dressed man
Bm G F# Been gettin' big makin' me look small, it don't matter to me
G F# Bm G cause i'm ten feet, i'm ten feet tall
F# G F# Bm yeah it don't matter to me cause i'm ten feet, i'm ten feet tall
G Take a look at your foot does it fit this shoe
A F# Did you really ever think i gave a damn about you
Bm G You ain't no messiah with your fancy friends
A F# G so get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt my
Bm G friend
F# G F# oh get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt my
Bm G friend
F# G F# oh get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt my friend well you talk about your home town, lemme tell ya about mine Just shove your bright lights big city back where the sun don't shine I hear you talkin yes i'm lookin at you Cause back where i come from, men were laughin at you yea back where i come from, men were laughin at you
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Composição: The Devil Makes Three

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