Lee Hazlewood - Ill Live Yesterdays
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| Band name | Lee Hazlewood |
| Song name | Ill Live Yesterdays |
| Tab type | Chords |
| Added | 05/25/2008 |
| Size | 1.69 kb |
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I’ll Live Yesterdays
G D\F#
Blue eyes looking through an old grey curtain
C G
Somebody forgot to pull down
D\F#
Spiderweb memories hidding for certain
C G
The lonely faces of clowns
G D\F#
Running on beaches surrounded by leeches
C G
You never see children at play
D\F#
If there’s no tomorrow for us then
C G
I’ll live yesterdays
Was love the stranger that stood in the doorway
And begged us to come in
Hungry and eager we run to the keyhole
And listened for voices of friends
People were lying and people were crying
we never heard children at play
If there’s no tomorrow for us then
I’ll live yesterdays
Right in the wing of a (?)
Indifferent is what you’ll be
Lay on the floor and let the forhands touch you
And two of the hands will be me
No one is coming yet someone is coming
Oh could it be children to play
If there’s no tomorrow for us then
I’ll live yesterdays
Dark is the cannyon when life is beginning
And secrets are easy to keep
Soft is the baby that’s resting inside you
So take it while is assleep
The knives that have touched you when others have touched you
Have taken our children away
If there’s no tomorrow for us then
I’ll live yesterdays
Love is the night take has taken you from me
And strangers are stealing my sleep
Ciggarette mountains and fantasy fountains
And I lay me down a week
But something inside me cannot be denied me
There must be some children to play
If there’s no tomorrow for us then
I’ll live yesterdays
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com