2 acessos
Bm7 [Verse] Bm7 You can live your life in a crowded city, Bm7 You can walk along a crowded street. F#7 But the city really ain't no bigger than the friendly F#7 Bm7 People, friendly people that you meet. [Verse 2] Bm7 You might be a sweet young, sweet young pretty, pretty, Bm7 And at the dances you can't keep your seat. F#7 But, if dances don't lead to romances, F#7 Bm7 You might as well be born, be born with two left feet. [Verse 3] Bm7 You might be a sweet-toned sure ‘nuff high-class talker, Bm7 You might be a stone, stone expert at kissing. F#7 But it don't do too much good to be talkin', F#7 Bm7 Brother, when there ain't no, ain't nobody lis'nin'. [Verse 4] Bm7 And if you are shy, just not much of a talker, Bm7 Don't impress the people that you meet. F#7 You might as well be a lonely walker in a lonely town, Bm7 on a lonely street.