Тональность: A major
Verse 1
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Am
F
G
Am
F
G
If I was a baby with nothing to hide
Am
I would be saying my
C
G
prayers all the time
C
Am
And I wouldn't think to
C
D
whom they're addressed
G
F
I'd have my mouth on the
Eb
G
F
Eb
mystery's breast
G
C
Now, little boy blew in the
F
G
corn with his horn
Am
Pourin' out music the
C
G
day he was born
C
Am
C
D
Son of a gun and his holster in love
G
F
He can't remember what he's
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
made of
C
F
G
Teenage Maria is counting the door
Am
C
Not understanding what her body's for
G
C
Am
C
And suddenly all of the pieces align
D
G
F
Sick to her stomach,
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
shit feels like she's flying
Am
The man with the magazine
C
F
G
over his face
Am
Wishes that he was in
C
G
some other place
C
Am
Life is a waiting room
C
D
for all those who wait
G
F
So much of it's terrible,
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
but all of it's great
C
G
F
G
Now if I was a baby, I could be blessed
C
I would sing true love right
C
Am
I'd get the paper and
C
D
get myself dressed
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F
Eb
I'd keep my mouth on the mystery's
G
F
Eb
G
F
Eb
G
breast
F
Eb
Cm
G
F
Eb
you
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