This is the acoustic live version.
Played in finger picking style with capo on 2nd position.
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–3—-x—-x—-3—-2-|
–2—-x—-x—-4—-2-|
–x—-2—-x—-4—-2-|
–x—-2—-2—-2—-x-|
–x—-x—-3—-2—-x-|
It s chilly wind that
blows,
Church Street in the
morning
It s a hard, hard
age resting
heavy on my m
ind
And Hannah cries
soft as the
front door slowly c
loses
And she is not the
only o
ne I ve left b
ehind
I can still
see you d
ancing in the st
reet light
Baltimore sm
ile and rain dro
ps dripping from your
hair
Once I held you c
lose and you
wrapped your legs
around
I woke up in the ni
ght, it was not
you, you were not
there
It s not the end of the w
orld, just this c
ountry as I know
it
I ve been across and
back, I ve seen the hi
gh and chosen f
ew
I will take the hi
t, because I m st
ronger and I kno
w it
Take the cap off of the rock
et boys and te
ll me when it s d
ue
I ve known lots of pe
ople , lots of dr
ifters, lots of re
jects,
Lots of clowns, lots of lo
vers, lots of lia
rs, lots of t
hieves
And I have been the c
at, I ve been the mo
uth, I ve been the cl
oser
I am like a vau
lt, your family’s
secret’s safe with
me
So forgive me if I dr
ift off in the sile
nt folds of memo
ries
Bout the battles that I fo
ught in war and the
ones I ve loved be
fore
Cause I have lived through d
arkness, hope and lo
nely dying ki
sses
And I have seen the memo
ry walk an
gry out the do
or.
And I have been left for lo
sers, left for hea
rtache, left for mo
ney
And I have been left al
one, left be
hind and left for
dead
And you can take the pi
eces there and fig
ht for recogniti
on
But I will take the me
mories and silen
ce in my hea
d
