Tracy Chapman - Cold Feetadd

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verse1:

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There was a little boy
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once upon a time, who in
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spite of his young age and small size, knew his mind. For
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every copper penny and
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clover he would find, make a
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wish for better days, the end of hard times for no more...

chorus:
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cold feet. Cold cold cold cold cold feet...

(now keep playing F D# A# G for the verses and D# F G for
the choruses the whole song...)

verse2:
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His clothes were alway clean,
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his face was always scrubbed, there was
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food on the table, enough to fill him up. His
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house was full of life, his
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house was full of love, but when
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winterdays arrived, there was never money enough to shod this

D#           F                   A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse3:
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He grew up to be a worker
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determined to succeed, he made a
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life for himself free from
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worldly wants or needs. But with no-
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body to share the life he'd made no-
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body to keep him warm
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at night, when he'd go to sleep he'd sleep alone with his...

D#           F                    A#    A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse4:
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One night he walked the street looking
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to the heaven above searching
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for a shooting star, a benevolved god. When a
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woman passing by brushed his
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arm he turned and found love. He then
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wished for the courage to ask this stranger who she was to not have...

A#          F                    A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse5:
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One year later he stood beside her. He vowed I'll give you
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everything you want. She said, "I'll
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take some love from my heart to keep your body warm, you won't have...

D#           F                  A#       A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet"...

verse6:
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He thought she'd like the party life and
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want the finer things, so he
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promised more than he could by, He'd
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promised her the sun and the moon to not have...

D#          F                    A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse7:
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He worked day and night, his
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fingers to the bone.
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His worried mind, guilty conscience drive him on. He can
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give her what she needs. He wants to
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give her what he thinks she wants. Her
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sad eyed face, his empty pockets drive him on___________ and his...

D#          F                   A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse8:
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He'd struggled all his life to
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be an honest man, proud that the
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dirt on his palms was the soil of the land, but some
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guys he knew from high school days
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said they had a plan to get
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rich real quick and they could count him in if he don't have...

D#           F                   A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse9:
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He thought about their offer,
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accepted it without qualms.
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Dreamt about the life he'd buy, the comfort that would come without...

D#           F                  A#        A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse10:
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He decided to drive the car, he de-
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cided to carry the gun, to take the
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biggest risk of all to prove his loyalty to his friends. He de-
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cided to tell his wife
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things would soon turn around. He said,"The
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little boy is dead, a man stands with you now, without...

D#           F                    A#      A#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...
             D#          F                    A#        A#
Without ...  cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet..."

verse11:
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He thought he'd set his clock right. He
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thought he'd read his wath. He
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left in such a hurry, he didn't think to wish for luck. Makes no
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difference if you're early, no
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difference if you're late,
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when you're out of time. The flowers have been laid. You're six feet underground
 with

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cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...