Scraps Of Paper
Eric Bogle
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(início)
G Bm Am D G Bm Am D
VERSE 1
G Am D G These days my life seems somehow like a tired old cliché Am D G A bad movie scene that just goes on and on Am D G With dialogue like " It's so sad how fast time slips away" Am D G Or "You never really miss them until they're gone" Am D G Funny how those old clichés come true Am C D I never thought I'd miss him, but I do
CHORUS
G Am G Am D My father died in summer, and all he left behind G Am G Bm Am D Were little scraps of paper, little scraps of rhyme Am D G I read them and felt something inside me break Bm Am D And angrily cried out "Too late, too late!" G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better? G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better?
VERSE 2
G Am D G He and I were always strangers, searching for someone Am D G I was looking for a hero, and he a friend Am D G So while I searched for my father, he was looking for his son Am D G And strangers we remained until the end Am D G But the man who wrote his heart into these rhymes Am C D I know that he could have been a good friend of mine
CHORUS
G Am G Am D My father died in summer, and all he left behind G Am G Bm Am D Were little scraps of paper, little scraps of rhyme Am D G I read them and felt something inside me break Bm Am D And angrily cried out "Too late, too late!" G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better? G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better?
VERSE 3
G Am D G So I sit here where he lived and died as the ghosts around me weave Am D G And the evening shadows lengthen on the wall Am D G And in this dark and empty room it's easy to believe Am D G That he never, really lived at all Am D G But the little scraps of paper in my hand Am C D Prove he lived to me — a father and a man
CHORUS
G Am G Am D My father died in summer, and all he left behind G Am G Bm Am D Were little scraps of paper, little scraps of rhyme Am D G I read them and felt something inside me break Bm Am D And angrily cried out "Too late, too late!" G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better? G Bm Am D Surely there must be something better?
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