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Syd Matters- To All Of You

(Someday We Will Foresee Obstacles - 2005)


Capo 2

4/4

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Intro:    Bm7        Bm7          A          Bm7          D            A


      A                                                  Bm7
To all of you, American girls, it's sad to
                                   A
Imagine a world without you
                                 Bm7
American girls I'd like to
                                       A
Be part of the world around you
                                     Bm7
Driving a car by the seaside
                                                    F#m7
Watching the world from the bright side

               Bm7                   D                   A


      A                                                      Bm7
To all of you, American girls in the movies
                                                  A
No one can tell where your heart is
                                   Bm7
American girls like dollies
                                                          F#m7
With shiniest smiles and plastic bodies
              Bm7                   D                    A
I wish I had          an American         girlfriend

              Bm7                   D                    A                 Bm7                D


   A                                                           Bm7
I cry sometimes walking around my own place
                                      A
Wondering why she cries sometimes
                                 Bm7
Talking about her own place
                                            A
Somewhere around the mountains
                                        Bm7
No one could dry her fountain
                                            F#m7
Till she got tired to complain
                         Bm7                    D                            A
That's when I fly           to the wildland,          to your land

                 Bm7                   D                      A

                 Bm7                   D                      A