Hợp âm Fourth Of July
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Am
D
C
x4The
Am
evil it
D
spread like a
G
fever
D
aheadIt was
C
night when you
D
died, my
C
firefly
Am
What could I have
D
said to
G
raise you from the
D
dead?Oh could
C
I be the
D
sky on the Fourth of
C
July? Well you
D
do enough
G
talk
D
My little
G
hawk,
D
why do you
C
cry?Tell me
D
what did you
G
learn from the
D
Tillamook
G
burn?Or the
D
Fourth of
C
July?We’re all gonna
Am
die
Am
D
G
D
C
D
x2
C
Am
Sitting at the
D
bed with the
G
halo at your
D
headWas it
C
all a
D
disguise, like Junior
C
High
Am
Where everything was
D
fiction,
G
future, and
D
prediction
C
Now, where am
D
I? My fading
C
supply Did you
D
get enough
G
love,
D
my little
G
dove,
D
Why do you
C
cry?And I’m
D
sorry I
G
left, but it
D
was for the
G
bestThough it
D
never felt
C
rightMy little
Am
Versailles
Am
D
G
D
C
D
x2
C
Am
The hospital
D
asked should the
G
body be
D
castBefore
C
I say
D
goodbye, my star in the
C
sky
Am
Such a funny
D
thought to
G
wrap you up in
D
clothDo you
C
find it all
D
right, my
C
dragonfly? Shall we
D
look at the
G
moon
D
My little
G
loon,
D
Why do you
C
cry?Make the
D
most of your
G
life,
D
while it is
G
rifeWhile
D
it is
C
lightWell you
D
do enough
Em
talk
Bm
My little
Em
hawk,
D
why do you
C
cry?Tell me
D
what did you
Em
learn from the
Bm
Tillamook
Em
burn?Or the
D
Fourth of
C
July?We’re all gonna
Am
D
G
D
C
D
dieWe’re all gonna
Am
D
G
D
C
D
dieWe’re all gonna
C
dieWe’re all gonna die
Am
D
C
x4We’re all gonna die
