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Capo 4
intro MIm
MIm DO MIm
I wake up sunday morning with my mind all in a haze
DO MIm
tears stains on my pillow and makeup on my face
DO MIm DO MIm
I see those empty whiskey bottles and records scattered on the floor
DO SI DO MIm
and from the next room I hear crying that I remember the night before
I saw her dancing at the party , so young wet laughter in her face
and when the other have departted convincing words then she stay late
and now those empty whiskey bottles they stand accusing from the floor
then I hear footsteps as she's leaving , yes, she remembers the night before
LAm MIm
If I could turn back the clock , turn it back to yesterday
LAm SI MIm
there are things I wouldn't do and things I wouldn't say
but now those empty whiskey bottles within my mind forever more
and in the silence I hear crying , yes, I remember the night before
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