Cifra de Sad November Breeze - Mean Mary
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ATTENTION: All chords for 2 beats OR count the *
[Intro]
xx | G D | | Em A D | |
[Verse 1]
With the breeze against my back I set sail
a guest of honor on this pavement trail,
a sacred sanctuary all my own,
but it’s infinitely sad to walk alone.
[Verse 2]
D A G G
Somewhere there’s a friend I used to know
and dreams that dreamed so vivid, long ago.
Where windows weren’t all buried in their dust
and street signs didn’t flaunt their news in rust.
[Chorus]
I hug my jacket close and freeze
in this sad November breeze,
I'm feeling just as naked as the trees
in this sad November breeze,
in this sad November breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze.
D D D D
[Verse 3]
My thoughts unspoken melt into the air
and join the song of autumn like a prayer.
My footsteps sound across the concrete stone
and the echo of their beat says I’m alone.
[Verse 4]
I think I hear the leaves sing as they fall
like I think I hear you answer when I call.
I see your tears float down the gutter stream,
your reflection in a broken bottle’s gleam.
[Chorus]
I hug my jacket close and freeze
in this sad November breeze,
I'm feeling just as naked as the trees
in this sad November breeze,
in this sad November breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze,
D Bm G A
breeze.
D D D D
[Interlude]
| D | Bm | G | A |
| D | Bm | G | A |
| D | D* | | |
[Outro]
If I could have you one last night to hold,
D A G G
I'd sleep on your sleeve and never be cold.
D A G*
Then my troubled mind would be at ease
in this sad November, in this sad November
N.C.
D*
breeze.