Cifras para Guitarra Someday, Baby

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Introducción:
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        I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say,
                                                      
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        I don't care where you go, or how long you stay,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                              
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        Well, you take my money and you turn me out,
                                
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        you fill me up with nothin' but self doubt,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                
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        When I was young, driving was my crave,
                                          
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        you drive me so hard, almost to the grave,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                        
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        I'm so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots,
                            
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        I keep recycling the same old thoughts,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                                          
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        So many good things in life that I overlooked,
                                                  
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        I don't know what to do now, baby, you got me so hooked,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                                        
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        Well, I don't want to brag, but I'm gonna wring your neck,
                                      
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        when all else fails, I'll make it a matter of self respect,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                                
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        You can take your clothes, put 'em in a sack,
                                                        
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        you're goin' down the road, baby, and you can't come back,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                          
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        I tried to be friendly, I tried to be kind,
                                                                      
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        I'm gonna drive you from your home, just like I was driven from mine,
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.
                                  
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        Living this way ain't a natural thing to do,
          
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        why was I born to love you?
                          
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      someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me any more.