4 acessos
E Abm
She was born in November 1963 the day Aldous Huxley died
F#m
And her mama believed that every man could be free
A7
So her mama got high, high, high
C7
And her daddy marched on Birmingham singing mighty protest songs
Am
And he pictured all the places where he knew that she belonged
F Bb B -stop-
But he failed and taught her young the only thing she's need to carry on...
He taught her how to
E C#m Abm B
Run baby run baby run baby run baby run
A7 C7
Past the arms of the familiar and their talk of better days
A7 C7 D B
To the comfort of the strangers slipping out before they say so long
E
Baby loves to run
E Abm
She counts out all her money in the taxi on the way to meet her plane
F#m
Stares hopeful out the window at the workers fighting
A7
Through the pouring rain
C7
And she's searching through the stations for an unfamiliar song
Am
And she's pictures all the places where she knows she still belongs
F Bb B -stop-
And she smiles the secret smile because she knows exactly how To carry on...
E C#m Abm B
So run baby run baby run baby run baby run
A7 C7
From the old familiar faces and their old familiar ways
A7 C7 D B
To the comfort of the strangers slipping out before they say so long
E
Baby loves to run
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