2 acessos
E A E A E E E6 * Four and twenty years ago, E E6 I come into this life E E6 The son of a woman, E E6 and a man who lived in strife G A E E6 He was tired of being poor; G A E and he wasn't into selling door to door G A E And he worked like the devil to be more E A E A E E E6 E E6 A different kind of poverty now upsets me so E E6 Night after sleepless night, E E6 I walk the floor and I want to know; G A E E6 why am I so alone? G A E Where is my woman, can I bring her home? G A Have I driven her away? E Is she gone? E A E A E E E6 Morning comes to sunrise, E E6 and I'm driven to my bed E E6 I see that it is empty, E E6 and there's devils in my head G A E E6 I embrace the many colored beast, G A I grow weary of the torment; E can there be no peace? G A E And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease