Accords et paroles Ain't The Same Blackberry Smoke

Ain't The Same

Blackberry Smoke

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He saw the lightening flash across
The bright blue sky
Saw the rain creep across theâ??road
Well he stopped andâ??said that's
The Devil beating hisâ??wife
Some old tale the old folks told
It's a five mile walk between here and a town
On a road lined with sugarcane
They won't notice if it goes anywhere
Here lately it's like they've
Forgotten his name
He just can't forget the way
That the days seem so much brighter
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame
This old place seems so much bigger
Now he sees it all a different way
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same
He's been back from overseas about thirty days
He returns standin' proud and true
Yeah the new's worn off of his welcome home
Like the heat burnin' off the dew
Empty bottles that mean the bills ain't gettin' paid
Same holes knocked in the walls
Mama don't fight back like in her younger days
Going over the edge well it's a hell of a fall
Can he just go back a page?
That the days seem so much brighter
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame
This old place seems so much bigger
Now he sees it all a different way
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same
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He don't know what he's headed for
But the buses run right on time
Anywhere's better than stayin' here
With the ghosts runnin' through his mind
Things that he's seen and done
Are so much for any mother's son
To live down or try to run away from
Can he run?
That the days seem so much brighter
And thе breeze could blow the troubles away
You could see angеls dancin' in the flame
This old place seems so much bigger
Now he sees it all a different way
Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same
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Ain't The Same

Blackberry Smoke

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