Cifras
Stayin Out Late

Tono: A

Introducción:

dificultad
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                                                     D                            E  
                     Findin' new ways to be untrue
                     A                            D      E                                            A  
                     Drinkin' my way through this month's rent
                                                                E                         A  
                     Seems to be the best I can do
          A                                                              D  
                     Drunk and enraged and I'm showin' my age
                          E                                                                      A  
                     I dreamt away my money and my mind
                                                                                                          D  
                     No woman to call wife, I got no home to spend my life
                                E                                                                         A  
                     And no desire for either at this time
                                                                                                          D  
                     I'm showin' no signs of growing up at any time
                     E                                                                      A  
                     I keep a firm grasp upon my youth
                                                                                                                          D  
                     And the subtlety of love is something I know nothing of
                     E                                                                                    A  
                     And I have got no concept of the truth
Chorus
            A    D    E      A  
Bridge: E                                            A
                     It's all a matter of where you're going
                     B                                                                                      E  
                     I don't know where I'm going from here
            A    D    E      A  
          A                                                                 D  
                     Desperate ways seem to control my every day
                                             E                                                              A  
                     And it's hard to understand why I run
                                                                                D  
                     But this poet's dance is my last chance
                                        E                                                                                      A  
                     To lay down my pen and show you how it's done
Chorus
             A                                                            E                         D      A  DA  
                     Yeah it seems to be the best I can do