Morning Is Broken

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You used to be mean
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You used to be cruel
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But you were laughing then
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And it was no accident
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Where did the mean man go
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Is he chasing his shadow?
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Is he unhappy to report
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That the gentleman he found is a terrible bore?
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You know it all
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You've got all the answers
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But if that's the case
            A
What's with the long face?

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It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
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It's very easy to be cold
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When there's no one in the world you want to know
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It's very easy to be suave
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When you're on your guard
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Like you always are

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The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
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The morning is broken as you mourn your life
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You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
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You face up the mirror, mister, pimp or whore ?

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Is it hard to let go
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At the foot of the rainbow
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Just to be informed
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That the chase was your reward?
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Here, have a crock of gold
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Keep it for when you're old
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Like a week on Tuesday
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Hey, wise men say

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It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
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It's very easy to be cold
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When there's no one in the world you want to know
A                        E
It's very easy to be suave
A
When you're on your guard
A
Like you always are

E                   A                   E
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
E                   A                   E
The morning is broken as you mourn your life
 E                  A                    E
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
 E                   A                    E
You face up the mirror, mister, pimp or whore ?

E (PAUSE)B Palm Muted:  E
E F#m A (bar)Bb (quickly mute after Bb):

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Put me in the ground
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Come on and Put me in the ground
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The sun goes down and now the shadows (put me in the ground) arise
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The morning is broken as you mourn (put me in the ground) your life
 E                  A                    E
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors (cmon and put me in the ground)
 E                   A                    E
You face up the mirror, mister, pimp or whore ?

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