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From: pepper@cinenet.net (J. Pepper Berry)
Date: 12 Jul 1995 09:30:39 GMT
Subject: CHRDS: PROMISES BROKEN - Soul Asylum
PROMISES BROKEN by Soul Asylum
Intro: E Abm F#m B
E A
Street are filled with broken glass
Am
you get buried by the past, give me just
E B
a little taste, lay this mess to waste,
E
Take me home.
E A
My mind is racing take me home, my body's
Am
aching so alone, I'll make you want to stay
E B E
with me befriended by the enemy, one more time
CHORUS:
E Abm
Every little thing about you tells me nothing out
F#m
there is ever gonna help me all these words that
B E
I hear spoken - just promises broken now
G Csus2
Looking outside from the window sill throw another
G
coin in the wishing well, you'll never find what
Csus2 A D A
your looking for, 15 miles your dim light shines
D B E B
from so far away, your sad smile, is all I see
E
when I say
REPEAT CHORUS---
E A
From the hotel satellite don't look like you're livin'
Am E
right here's a deal you can't refuse, you ain't got as
B E Abm
much to lose ----Can you tell your troubles to someone
F#m B E
who won't laugh at you, It's alright. And as I watch
Abm F#m B
you walk away hope a part of you will stay, it's alright
REPEAT CHORUS ONCE and you're through!
In the breaks between verses, the little hammer is
just A to B. On the A string: open then second fret
The little run before "Looking outside from the window.."
is just C-B-A-D
J.Pepper Berry
Los Angeles
