Cigarette Machine Chords
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Difficulty: | absolute beginner |
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Capo: | no capo |
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[Verse 1]
G
Stumbling past your house baby
D
At the break of day
Am
I thought I saw your silhouette
C
Dancing cross the shade
G
And I went down to the mission
D
I called and called your name
Am
Till an angel with a face like yours
C
Came down and let me in
[Chorus]
G D
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
Am C
In a bottle in the gutter, in a window on a street
G D
In a storefront in a picture, on an old broken TV
Am C
I swear it was you staring back at me
[Verse 2]
G D
I heard soldiers' voices by the city gate
Am
There were junkies lying on the ground
C
They made me look away
G
And I spilled you on a mirror
D
And I chopped you into lines
Am
And over some old kitchen sink
C
I swore I'd let you die
[Chorus]
G D
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
Am C
In a bottle in the gutter, in a window on a street
G D
In a storefront in a picture, on an old broken TV
Am C
I swear it was you staring back at me
[Verse 3]
G
Old radios and broken mirrors
D
Dogeared things I read
Am
Worn out movie stars
C
In faded limousines
G
I battled through my own charades
D
Of Coffee cups and clowns
Am
I can't keep up with parades
C
I keep falling down
[Chorus]
G D
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
Am C
In a bottle in the gutter, in a window on a street
G D
In a storefront in a picture, on an old broken TV
Am C
I swear it was you staring back at me
G D
In a storefront in a picture, on an old broken TV
Am C
I swear it was you staring back at me
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Cigarette Machine – Fred Eaglesmith
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G
Stumbling past your house baby
D
At the break of day
Am
I thought I saw your silhouette
C
Dancing cross the shade
G
And I went down to the mission
D
I called and called your name
Am
Till an angel with a face like yours
C
Came down and let me in
Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in the gutter
In a window on the street
In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV
I swear it was you staring back at me
I heard soldier?s voices by the city gate
There were junkies lying on the ground
They made me look away
I spilled you in a mirror
I chopped you into lines
Over some old kitchen sing
I swore I?d let you die
Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in the gutter
In a window on the street
In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV
I swear it was you staring back at me
Old radios and broken mirrors
Dogeared things I read
Worn out movie stars
In faded limousines
I stumble through my own charades
Coffee cups and clowns
I can?t keep up with parades
I keep falling down
Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in the gutter
In a window on the street
In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV
I swear it was you staring back at me
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