Cifras
Home Run King

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Introdução:

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   E         B                                                                                                             E 
Well I saw it clear today that we were all more than   only   refugees
                 B 
And the heads of state called out all of their reserves
                                                                     E 
So they could postpone World War III
 C#m                                                                                                                             B 
I can hear the morning crier yellin read all about it   here's the
truth
                 F#m                                             A                         B                     E 
You are either just the newspaper boy or you're either Babe Ruth
 E     B 
Now how could we have been   put upon this planet
                                                                         E 
Fools enough to think that we could be
         B                                                                                                                     E 
The first to form a civilized envolvement from the charismatic sea
 C#m 
There's a ten year old in the alley
                                                                                         B 
Throws a hard ball off the wall that is the truth
                                 F#m                                             A                         B                     E 
He knows you're either just the newspaper boy or you're either Babe
Ruth
       B 
We can all dream up some explicit rationalized dream
                                     E 
Of exactly who we are
 B 
While the rockin rolling home run king
                                                                                 E 
Keeps the black madonna sleepin with a star
 C#m 
Now it doesn't matter how much bread you can spend
                                                         B 
So you can hold the center booth
                 F#m                                             A                         B                     E 
You are either just the newspaper boy or you're either Babe Ruth