Abacas akkorde

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Said I,have'in the hardest of times
                Fm                            A
Just staying Between, tween the dips and the dotted lines
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Said this is the hour of dope and hope
                   Fm
braided sins with matchbook rope
                     A
daring these are the best of days
E                       A                    Fm
it's gonna take a little luck,gonna take a little blood
                  A
it's a malt cheep wine
E                   A                  Fm
cause i don't mind giving up,and just getting drunk
                              A                     Cm  Bm A
wasted all my god damn time!

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Honey put on your dress and dance for me
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cause we ain't them kids we use to be
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times been crooked to us both
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these are the days, that won't let
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these are the days, that won't let go

E   A   Cm  Fm  A

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maybe find me dead in the street some day
              Fm                        A
7 seconds of life they say,7 seconds of heat
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out on the avenue all them god damn kids 
             Fm                  A
rob all the train racket god damn fun
E                  A                  Fm
cause i don't mind giving up,and just getting drunk
       A
wasted all my god damn times  Cm  Bm  A

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Honey put on your dress and dance for me
A                                      Cm Bm A
cause we ain't them kids we use to be
A                             Cm  Bm  A
times been crooked to use both
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these are the days that won't let
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these are the days that won't let go

A                                       Cm  Bm  A
Honey put on your dress and dance for me

A                                     Cm  Bm  A
cause we ain't them kids we use to be
A                          Cm   Bm   A
times been crooked to us both
A                                 A
these are the days that won't let (these 
are the days that won't let go.)
A                                  E
these are the days that won't let gooooo