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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
Slave To South
The Weeks
intro: C  F#   x4


F#                                    C           F#
I'm a slave to the south there's a curse on this house
F#                              C              F#
I've been dying to leave but I just can't get out
F#                          C            F#
I've always been drawn to one wooden shack
F#                                C             F#
And a man with the weight of the world on his back


F#                                    C           F#
I've got dust on my boots, I've got tears in my eyes
F#                                    C          F#
And ill work in these fields for the rest of my life
F#                            C            F#
Like my father before me who worked every day
F#                                   C              F#
And I'll be damned if I let someone take that from me


Am
Well a life full of riches means nothing to me
 C
With a full of joy there that no one can see
 Bm
And a poor hungry heart that still wants to be free
 D
And somebody there who's still waiting for me


F#
And I know of a place that gets slow when it rains
Em                   D                       F#
With a sky that's as blue as the blood in my veins
   Em              D           F#   
And a burnt cigarette sits on some window pane
        Em              D               F#  
With the loud laughs and thunder in a slow southern state


Break: Am C D Am C 

F#                                           C       F#
I've been raising my hands, I've been praying for rain
F#                                   C             F#
And I screamed at them skies but the drops never came
F#                                 C           F#
Well with sun on my face and with god on my side
F#                         C                 F#
Who will I blame if those crops, they don't rise



F#                                C            F#
Well I always hoped life wouldn't end up like this
F#                                C           F#
With a well that's gone dry and a cross in my fist
F#                                       C               F#
Well if my hair has gone gray and its rains still ain't came
F#                                   C               F#
Well then well wade in that river, let it take us away



 Am
Well a life full of riches means nothing to me
 C
With a full of joy there that no one can see
 Bm
And a poor hungry heart that still wants to be free
 D
And somebody there who's still waiting for me


F#
And I know of a place that gets slow when it rains
Em                   D                       F#
With a sky that's as blue as the blood in my veins
   Em              D           F#  
And a burnt cigarette sits on some window pane
        Em              D               F#  
With the loud laughs and thunder in a slow southern state
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