2 acessos
G C G I set in with a band down in Dallas D7 C G I'd been introduced as a guest C G When a little white haired man approached the bandstand C D7 G He said I wonder if you'd play one last request C G Oh please play me a song I can cry to D7 C G Sad songs are music to my ears C G Play me a song I can cry to C D7 G Play me a song that sounds like tears C G I stood by as the band started playing D7 C G And I didn't even try to play along C G For my eyes had followed him back to the corner A7 D7 Where he sat down at a table all alone G C G Then a smile slowly came across his teardrops D7 C G And I watched as he slowly bowed his head C G Just before he left this world for one much better C D7 G I remembered the little lonely man had said C D7 G Play me a song that sounds like tears