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Tom: F

A                C              G              F
Looks to me like heaven sent no lullaby kid no 5 per cent
A                 C                   G                        F
Any way you wanna cut that cake she's dying from the likes of abandonment
A           C          G      F
Lost in the valley without my horses
A            C        G
She needs somebody to hold...


F#m          A              E                 Bm
It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
F#m              A               E          Bm
She looks to me, she looks to me alright
F#m         A                 E                    Bm
Who's gonna take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
F#m          A                E
She looks to me, she looks to me alright


A                 C                         G                   F
It's a long walk down those tracks, it's a dirty walk in it's a dirty walk back
A               C                     G                     F
Gonna learn aww way too much shooting dope in the back of a Caddilac Jack
A             C       G       F
Slow down the road to my back 40
A             C       G
She needs somebody to hold...


F#m          A              E                 Bm
It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
F#m              A               E         Bm
She looks to me, she looks to me alright
F#m         A                 E                    Bm
Who's gonna take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
F#m              A               E
She looks to me, she looks to me alright


Am                      C                          F
Down in the South Seas, give me your mouth please, resistation is the way i found these
Am                C                  F                                   A
I give you major, you give me minor, don't fade away like an ocean liner now

Solo: 
A   C   G    F

A           C           G     F
Lost in the valley without my horses
A          C            G    F
No one can tell me what my remorse is
A             C       G       F
God made this lady to stand before me
A            C        G
She needs somebody to hold...


F#m           A                E                 Bm
She shows the world up with a smile and then she throws the fight
F#m           A                E         Bm
She looks to me, she looks to me alright
F#m         A                    E                Bm
Down on the bathroom floor she's searching for another life
F#m          A                E
She looks to me, she looks to me alright


Abm          B              F#                 Db
It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
Abm          B                 F#         Db
She looks to me, she looks to me alright
Abm          B                 F#                   Db
Who's gonna take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
Abm          B                F#        Db
She looks to me, she looks to me...

Repita:  
Abm  B  F#  Db     
Termina em 
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