Aint No Reason taby ukulele według Brett Dennen

D                C                     G
There ain't no reason things are this way
                       D                       Em
It's how they' always been and they intend to stay
   D     C                        G
I can't explain why we live this way
               D
We do it every day

                   C                  G
Preachers on the podium speakin' of saints
                D                      Em
Prophets on the sidewalk beggin' for change
    D       C                      G
Old ladies laughin' from the fire escape
           D
Cursin' my name

I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life workin' for something
Just to have it taken away

People walk around pushin' back their debts
Wearin' paychecks like necklaces and bracelets
Talkin' 'bout nothin', not thinkin' 'bout death
Every little heartbeat, every little breath

People walk a tightrope on a razor's edge
Carryin' their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they' always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things I say
But I say them anyway

                          Em      C          D
But love will come set me free
                       Em       C             D
Love will come set me free,     I do          believe
                       Em       C             D
Love will come set me free,     I know it     will
                       Em       C             D
Love will come set me free,     yes

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