Tracy Chapman - Cold Feetadd

F# F# C# B F# F#
verse1:

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

chorus:
B           C#                       F#       F#
cold feet. Cold cold cold cold cold feet...

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

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

B           C#                   F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

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

B           C#                    F#    F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse4:
     C#
One night he walked the street looking
B
to the heaven above searching
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for a shooting star, a benevolved god. When a
C#
woman passing by brushed his
B
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...

F#          C#                    F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse5:
         C#
One year later he stood beside her. He vowed I'll give you
B
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...

B           C#                  F#       F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet"...

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

B          C#                    F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

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

B          C#                   F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse8:
     C#
He'd struggled all his life to
B
be an honest man, proud that the
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dirt on his palms was the soil of the land, but some
C#
guys he knew from high school days
B
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...

B           C#                   F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

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

B           C#                  F#        F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...

verse10:
      C#
He decided to drive the car, he de-
B
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-
C#
cided to tell his wife
B
things would soon turn around. He said,"The
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little boy is dead, a man stands with you now, without...

B           C#                    F#      F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...
             B          C#                    F#        F#
Without ...  cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet..."

verse11:
    C#
He thought he'd set his clock right. He
B
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
C#
difference if you're early, no
B
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

B            C#                   F#
cold feet, cold cold cold cold feet...