Hợp âm What We Worked For

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[Intro 1]
[G][D]
[G][C][G]

[Verse 1]
[G]Lost the confidence
to write [D]a song,[G]
So I found three sim[C]ple chord[Cm]s
And [D]held them together
with my weak voice
On an [Cm]out of t[C]une guitar
My father gave to [G]me.[C][G]
[C]And may

[Verse 2]
[D]Elvis turn in his grave
And Les Paul kiss my [C]dirty,
calloused [G]fingers
And may [D]the likes of this song never make
One fucking dollar,
leave it for a [C]de mo tape
To be [D]played un[C]til [G]it's broken,
Then remembered only for
[C]what it was.
[D]

[Verse 3]
That we gave them [C]hell
That we gave them [G]hell
That we gave them [D]hell

[Verse 4]
That we gave them [C]hell
That we gave them [G]hell
That we gave them [D]hell

[Verse 5]
To my [G]friends [D]and enemies who
could have been anything,
Titans and her[C]oes who found
sruvival in cause and effect.
Behind coun[G]ters,
Behind windows,
Striv[D]ing just
To be people
[C]With bitter ideals of justice.
Do we [D]only need to keep working
because [C]it pays [G]rent?
Sleeping [D]under plastic stars
glued to ceiling,
Muscles burning [C]alco[G]hol and [C]nicotine
[G]Every morning.
[D]

[Verse 6]
But we gave them [C]hell
But we gave them [G]hell
But we gave them [D]hell

[Verse 7]
But we gave them [C]hell
But we gave them [G]hell
But we gave them [D]hell

[Verse 8]
There's a [D]height beyond sky[C]scrapers,
[D]There's a distance beyond the freeway,
[C]More than pictures in [D]a mag[G]azine,
[D]
More than tragedy [C]in a rock and roll song.
It's more than [D]actions you
know are safe to make.
It's more than [C]money could ever [G]buy.

[Verse 9]
Are we [D]living to work and die
in American cities?
[C]And workin to live and die
[G]in American [D]cities?

[Outro 1]
And dying for what we worked!
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