11 acessos
A
In the quiet morning There was much despair And in the hours that followed
A7
No one could repair
D
That poor girl
E
Tossed by the tides of misfortune
E7
Barely here to tell her tale
E
Rolled in on a sea of disaster
E7 E E7
Rolled out on a mainline rail
A
She once walked tight at my side
I'm sure she walked by you
D
Her striding steps could not deny
E E7
Torment from a child who knew
A
That in the quiet morning There would be despair And in the hours that followed
A7
No one could repair
D
That poor girl
E
She cried out her song so loud
E7
It was heard the whole world round
D
A symphony of violence
E E7
The great southwest unbound
A E D E D A