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on a balcony

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Misty, when you want to hit those 
C
wedding bells, 
  
you should 
Am
stop yourself. You should 
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see yourself 
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angry.
G
Screaming to the ceiling, girl, you 
C
look like hell. 
  
But when 
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riding pills we get 
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heavenly,
  
on a 
G
balcon
C
y.  
Am
  
C
G
And baby’s not a wreck on the 
C
wayside yet,
  
although she 
Am
stuck out her neck to see how 
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dark she could 
C
take it. 
G
The wind is wild. Why, the 
C
spray is wet! 
  
And a 
Am
heart gets high as a 
C
heart can get,
  
on a 
G
balcon
C
y,  
Am
  
C
  
high a
G
bove the 
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sea.  
Am
  
C
G
You are the woman, on some 
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Firefall. 
  
Do you 
Am
wanna ball on that b
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rilliant 
C
beach? 
  
So 
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hard I thought I hear my future 
C
daughter call 
  
through the 
Am
static wall of a 
C
flashing dream. 
  
And it’s a 
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wild, weaving ride to the 
F
sea. 
  
Little 
G
demon, believe it 
C
from me.
Am
 They say that you’re living off 
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something-and-
Am
soda, 
  
some 
C
fine wine from 198
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3. They say you’re a 
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fant
Am
as
C
y.
G  C  Am  C
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Clap, like a comma. Hear the 
C
sentence sing. 
  
Hear the 
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whole world ring. 
  
Hey, it’s 
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bursting with 
C
bravery. 
  
And, 
G
Misty, when it’s whittled down to just 
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one thing it 
Am
amazes me, that 
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simplicity. 
  
G
wandered through the supermarket like a 
C
slumming king. 
  
And the 
Am
sun, it stings. Hell, I hadn’t 
G
seen the sun for 
C
weeks. 
G
When we finally walk away from 
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everything on our 
Am
own four feet, 
  
I hear you 
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call my name 
  
from a 
G
balcon
C
y,  
Am
  
C
  
high a
G
bove the 
C
sea.  
Am
  
C
  
I hear you call from a 
G
balcon
C
y.  
Am
  
C
And I like the way you say it.
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tabs/on_a_balcony.txt · Last modified: 2015/05/03 17:24 by harpo_53