Morten Harket: Akordy k piesni Kind Of Christmas Card

D AlB l you folks back home
F# I'lA l never tell you this
D yoB u're not supposed to know
A where your daughter is
G there are ways of life
yA ou B never understood
G itA 'sA right here downtown Hollywood
G itA 's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
B I´ve got a stolen moment trying hard
A to write a kind
G a kind of Christmascard
CHORUS
A BuD t B I-F# --amA burning out again
D ToB niF# ---A ght there is fever in my veins
D MaB ma dear all the love you gave
D I F# guess there´s really nothing
A nothing much to save
G I A see this place
B It is dirty as I feel myself
G ThA erD e are still som riches at the Roosevelt
A ThG at evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom,
B mama, on my knees
A ThG at´s i´m at down in Los Angeles
CHORUS
And I---am burning out again
And I---must rise above the shame
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
G OrA jB ust think of the girl I used to be
A YoG u were my age once mama
A TwD entythree
D I A caB n still hear some of the songs you used to play
A FrB om that summer of love in ´68
A ItG seems it turned into a a winter of hate
CHORUS
And I---am burning out again
It´s time i´d rise above the pain
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
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