Morten Harket: Akordy k piesni Kind Of Christmas Card

C# AlA l you folks back home
F I'lAs l never tell you this
C# yoA u're not supposed to know
As where your daughter is
F# there are ways of life
yAs ou A never understood
F# itAs 'sAs right here downtown Hollywood
F# itAs 's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
A I´ve got a stolen moment trying hard
As to write a kind
F# a kind of Christmascard
CHORUS
As BuC# t A I-F --amAs burning out again
C# ToA niF ---As ght there is fever in my veins
C# MaA ma dear all the love you gave
C# I F guess there´s really nothing
As nothing much to save
F# I As see this place
A It is dirty as I feel myself
F# ThAs erC# e are still som riches at the Roosevelt
As ThF# at evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom,
A mama, on my knees
As ThF# 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
F# OrAs jA ust think of the girl I used to be
As YoF# u were my age once mama
As TwC# entythree
C# I As caA n still hear some of the songs you used to play
As FrA om that summer of love in ´68
As ItF# 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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