Tom: B
Introdução: Bm G F#
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I'm just a gypsy who gets paid, for all the songs that I have played
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And all the records that I made
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I'm part of a caravan, I have travelled on the land
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Making music for my fellow man
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And every song I played or wrote, with a sad or a happy note
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Some are made to make you laugh, some are made to make you cry
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I don't know the reason why
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Some are made to make you laugh, some are made to make you cry
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I don't know the reason why
Bridge
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But I'll continue to travel
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Though my guitar's old and tyring fast
Em Bm
She just listens to me, her music means more to me
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Than any other woman I have known
Em Bm
She just listens to me, her music means more to me
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Than any other lady I have known
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I have known, I have known
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But I'll continue to travel
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Though my guitar's old and tyring fast
Em Bm
She just listens to me, her music means more to me
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Than any other woman I have known
Em Bm
She just listens to me, her music means more to me
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Than any other lady I have known
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I have known, I have known