VERSE 1: C G G#/E7 Am Bb Whenever I'm hurt, you are my nurse. you stand beside me through all seasons. C G G#/E7 Am F You clean up my face, fill up my space with white linen and syringes. C G G#/E7 Am Bb Out on the road, you carry my load and make it lighter when I feel weak. C G G#/E7 Am E F And when I am blind you crawl in my mind and make me wiser than I could ever be alone.hide this tabTabbed by: Bill T. 3/4 C G G#/E7 C/Dm D7 E--- x--- 3--- x------- 1--------2--------- B--- 1--- 3--- 0--------3--------1--------- G--- 0--- 0--- 1--------2--------2--------- D--- 2--- 0--- 0--------0--------0--------- A--- 3--- 2--- 2--------3--------x--------- E--- x--- 3--- 4-----------------x--------- Intro: G-barre G E------------------- B------------------- G------------------- D--5---------------- A---5--------------- E----3--------------VERSE 2: C G G#/E7 Am Bb When I make a mess, you wash and you dress me. When I am wired you talk me down. C G G#/E7 Am F When I am a fool you're calm and your cool. I never want for anything when you around. C G G#/E7 Am E When I'm in your bed all you ever do is treat me with respect though I don't know how.F C Bb A Well I know it ain't easy A Dm C/Dm Yes I know it's getting harder for you. Bb F Yeah I know it ain't easy. Am C D7 But these are the roads that we choose. F That we choose.Bridge: F Bb Am C Though I've made some big mistakes you don't complain at all. F Bb F G Even when you come home to find me crying like a baby standing up in the bathtub. Solo: C G G#/E7 Am Bb C G G#/E7 Am F Verse 3: C G G#/E7 Am Bb Whenever I'm hurt, you are my nurse. you stand beside me through all seasons. C G G#/E7 You're patient when I'm slow, warm when I'm cold. Am E You're everything I'm not and you know everything I don't.F C Bb A Well I know it ain't easy A Dm C/Dm Yes I know it's getting harder for you. Bb F Yeah I know it ain't easy. Am C D7 F But these are the roads that we choose.Outro Chorus: F C Bb A Well I know it ain't easy A Dm C/Dm Yes I know it's getting harder for you. Bb F Yeah I know it ain't easy. Am C D7 But these are the roads that we choose. Am C D7 But these are the roads that we choose. Am C D7 But these are the roads that we choose. F That we choose.
See also: Bryan Ferry - The 'In' Crowd |
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