Bruce Springsteen

Life Itself

Bruce Springsteen

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Intro: Bm G D/F# A     


   Bm             G               D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
We met down in the valley, where the wine of love and destruction flowed 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
There in that curve of darkness where flowers of temptation grow 
           Bm          G            D/F#            A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I left the rest for the others it was you and nothing else 
             Bm        G    D/F#           A      G  D/F#  A 
You felt so good to me baby, good as life itself  

                 Em     F#m       G 
You were life itself, rushing over me 
        Em         F#m          G 
Life itself, the wind in black elms 
        Em            F#m               G 
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes 
G                            Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I can't make it without you 

  

   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I knew you were in trouble, anyone could tell 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
You carried your little black book from which all your secrets fell 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
You squandered all your riches, your love, your beauty and your wealth 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
Like you had no further use for, for life itself 

                 Em     F#m       G 
You were life itself, rushing over me 
        Em         F#m          G 
Life itself, the wind in black elms 
        Em            F#m               G 
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes 
G                            Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I can't make it without you 
  

   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
Why do the things that we treasure most slip away in time 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
Till to the music we grow deaf and to God's beauty blind 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
Why do the things that connect us slowly pull us apart 
   Bm                  G          D/F#               A        Bm  G  D/F#  A 
Till we fall away in our own darkness, stranger to our own hearts 
  

  

                 Em     F#m       G 
You were life itself, rushing over me 
        Em         F#m          G 
Life itself, the wind in black elms 
        Em            F#m               G 
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes 
G                            Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I can't make it without you 

                        Em 
So here's one for the road 
 F#m                  G 
Here's one to your health 



              Em     F#m       G 
And to life itself, rushing over me 
        Em         F#m          G 
Life itself, the wind in black elms 
        Em            F#m               G 
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes 
G                            Bm  G  D/F#  A 
I can't make it without you

Enviado por: Marcos Alexandre

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