E B A
Once upon a time, everything I thought of
C E F#
Somehow seemed to rhyme, the wise were always old
Am B
And the young were always showed
E B A
But very early on, I was spun
C E F#
A different yarn, tried to get along,
Am E
just by knowin right from wrong
Bridge:
A
The best offer is a helping hand
C E
Everyone needs the promised land
A
And whether you're young or old
C B
Never ever let yourself get put on hold
I would sit on grandps's knee, just to wear his hat
And listen to the tales from his world of make believe
Instrumental bridge
As the child comes of age, leave him alone
To turn the page
Luck is the spine, a broken promise of another's mind
Straight goods really are what money cannot buy
Choose your side, and walk with pride
There's no reward for suicide...
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@netcabo.pt
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