Tono: C
Introducción: C
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Jesus at the table in the early morn'
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"Dad, I've been thinking I got to get born
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Got to mean something heavy to somebody somewhere
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I don't know who I am, but I can't stay here"
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I didn't mean to stand up, I didn't mean to daydream
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I didn't want to hear it calling my name
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Regular life don't suit me at all
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Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home
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Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
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Robert Johnson was trembling, calling for help
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At the edge of the field talking to himself
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Not a woman, not a dollar, not even his soul
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Feels as good in his hands as that old guitar
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He say, "Nobody sees how desperate I'm torn
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I feel like I'm crazy the way that I'm going
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Don't know if it's from up high or way down low
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Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
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Hey, I gotta get going and I'm still not home
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You know that ache's grown so familiar
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How many times I got to shoo it from my door
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Putting the shine on the far side of the river
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Oh, come round to bruise me up a little bit more
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Come round to bruise me up just a little bit more
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One day I'm gonna light like a season of green
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And my heart is gonna run like a flying machine
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Lipstick and a nickel in the pocket of my coat
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And I won't even care if I never come back
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All the windows open and the wind like wheels
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Nobody can tell you the way that it feels
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Oh, but lord, if you could see the way I'm gonna soar
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Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home
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Oh, I best be going, I'm still not home
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Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
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Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home