Accords et paroles Seven English Girls Ron Pope

Seven English Girls

Ron Pope

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well i'm supposed to be studying for exams right now so i figured this would be
the perfect time to dick around and write this out. the piano chords are posted
on ron pope's myspace but this is just a really simple way of playing it on
acoustic guitar in a completely different key. i play it with a capo on the
third fret for my voice.
intro:
mimicks the piano version)
verse
i drove eleven hundred miles to find a photograph i'd lost        
it's just a polaroid i used to keep of a girl that i once loved
and sleep it leads to nightmares as i never can forget            
so now i'm dreaming of los angeles as the winter closes in    
said i'm dreaming of los angeles as the winter closes in        
*play intro chords*                                           
and we met seven english girls who asked if we'd like to see God     
and i'm not one for missed adventures so i answered with a smile     
we spent the night on razor's edge all innocence and sin               
and now i'm strung out on the bowery as the winter closes in      
now i'm strung out on the bowery as the winter closes in           
chorus:
and i won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
we had our summer on long island now there's wounds that never healed          
and i won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
we had our summer on long island now there's wounds...that never healed
*play intro chords*
(for the second set stop at D)                                    
(play each chord with one down stroke)                                          
i'd paint a picture of my mother but i can't recall her face
she's even far away at midnight when her laughter haunts my dreams        
i ain't never been this broken i've got nothing left to give      
so now i'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in  
i said i'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in  
man i'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in      
and i won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
we had our summer on long island now there's wounds that never healed          
and i won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
we had our summer on long island now there's wounds that never healed          
oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                 
oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                 
oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                 
oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                 
outro:
                      oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhh oh oh           
                   
post script: after i post this the chords will probably misplace themselves. im
not really sure how to fix that.                             

Seven English Girls

Ron Pope