Cifra de Fortune Favours The Bold - Gerry Cinnamon
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Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste:
1st traste
Fortune Favours the Bold Gerry Cinnamon
Capo 1
Strum D mU UmU
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I know it's a long shot,
But I heard fortune favours the bold
Now they tell me be solid, make paper and do what youre told
Guess Id rather have holes in my shoes than be drowning in gold
In the heat of the moment my mind got left out in the cold
[Hook]
C
Shoo la-la-la
C F
Shoo la-la-la laaaaa
Bb C
Shoo la-la laaaaa
F
Shoo la-la-la
Bb C
Shoo la-la laaaaaa
[Verse 2]
C Dm
Do you think that it's worth it
Can I buy back my soul when its gone
In the ground youre alone and your bank account won't keep you warm
I see through you, you're made out of glass with a heart made of stone
And the thorns in your crown cut your skin, while you bleed on your throne
[Hook]
C
Shoo la-la-la
C F
Shoo la-la-la laaaaa
Bb C
Shoo la-la laaaaa
F
Shoo la-la-la
Bb C
Shoo la-la laaaaaa
C
Shoo la-la-la
C F
Shoo la-la-la laaaaa