Tom: A
Introdução:
A G/A
Well, some people ain't no damn good.
A G/A
You can trust `em, you can't love `em. No good deed goes unpunished.
A G/A
And I don't mind being their whippin' boy.
A G/A
I've had that pleasure for years and years
A G/A
No, no, I never was a sinner. Tell me, what else can I do?
A G/A
Second best is what you get `till you learn to bend the rules
A G/A
And time respects no person and what you lift up must fall
A G/A
There waitin' outside to claim my crumblin' walls.
E
Saw my picture in the paper, read the news around my face.
And now some people don't want to treat me the same.
A G
When the walls come tumblin' down
D G D
When the walls come crumblin', crumblin'
A G D A
When the walls come tumblin', tumblin' down.
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