Cifras
Poisoned Red Berries

Tono: C

Introducción:

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         C                                                     F                       C 
But you know I don't think much about her no more
                             Am       D7                               G7 
And Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
 C                     C7               F                     C 
Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten
                                             Am                 G7                 C 
Like the poisoned red berries to die on the vine
                                                         F                     C 
This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town
                                             Am                             D7                         G7 
I had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
           C                             C7                 F               C 
Just laughing at the good times they all remembered
                       Am                         G7 
And then I remembered the time
 C                                             F                                         C 
Oh Lord I can still the bright lights back in Dallas
                           Am                     D7                             G7 
As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
         C                   C7                 F                     C 
And I didn't suppose that I'd ever forget her
                                 Am                             G7 
And you know it took such a long time
         C                                                     F                       C 
But you know I don't think much about her no more
                             Am       D7                               G7 
And Seldom if ever does she cross my mind
 C                     C7               F                     C 
Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten
                                             Am                     G7                       C 
Like the poisoned red berries that clings to the mind