Cifras
The River The Spout

Tom: C

Introdução:  C   Am   F   G   E7   Am   C   F  

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 C 
Four walls, a roof, and plenty of
                                                     Am 
attention and food all my life.
                     F 
Don't you think that'd be enough
                                 G 
To learn how to love you?
 C 
I'm sorry I don't always know
just what to say, how to say it,
                                                               Am 
and how to let the small things go.
 F                                                     G 
You make it look so easy to do.
 C                                       Am                 F                         G 
'Cause if you're the River than I must be the spout.
 C                   Am                 F                         G 
Where you deliver, I barely spit it out.
                           E7                         Am                                 C                               F 
You know that no one wants a taste unless it's flowing cool and clean.
 C                                     Am             F 
You're what love is made of.
       G                     C 
My imitation's cheap.
 C 
Honest, I don't remember when
                                                                 Am                                             F 
I had a thought pass through my head not about me in the end
             G 
and I don't know how to curb it.
 C 
Can't help but wonder why I don't
                                                         Am                                               F 
ever feel the icey touch of pointed fingers, told you so's.
 G 
Heaven knows I've earned it
 C                                       Am                 F                         G 
'Cause if you're the River than I must be the spout.
 C                   Am                 F                         G 
Where you deliver, I barely spit it out.
                           E7                         Am                                 C                               F 
You know that no one wants a taste unless it's flowing cool and clean.
 C                                     Am             F 
You're what love is made of.
       G                     C 
My imitation's cheap.
 E7 
I don't want to lose you
 Am 
and I know you're not a game I'm playin.
 C                                         F 
When will I ever understand?
 E7 
The more I know it
 Am 
the less I want to show it.
 C                                                                     F 
Love means folding with a winning hand.
 C                                       Am                 F                         G 
'Cause if you're the River than I must be the spout.
 C                   Am                 F                         G 
Where you deliver, I barely spit it out.
                           E7                         Am                                 C                               F 
You know that no one wants a taste unless it's flowing cool and clean.
 C                                     Am             F 
You're what love is made of.
       G                     C 
My imitation's cheap.