Woman When I've Raised Hell taby ukulele według Josh T. Pearson (Chwyty barytonu)

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Woman when I've raised hell, you're gonna know it
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There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind
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No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails
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Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writin' on the walls


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Woman when I've raised hell, heaven knows you're gonna know it
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Don't make me rule this home with the back of my hand
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Just let me sit alone in this chair, my own make believe little throne
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Ah Honey and collect the thoughts that'll help me to stand


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Honestly, why can't you just let it be
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And let me quietly drink myself to sleep
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I said honestly, it's not what it appears to be
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But only memories that ain't got shit to do with you


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Woman when I've raised hell, you're gonna know it
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There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind
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No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails
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Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writin' on the walls


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Woman when I've raised hell, there won't be a star left untouched in your sky
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When my lightening crashes across that night
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No shadows of doubt or of turnin' in that questioning' little mind
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Just a burnin' rekindled truth and one single agonizin' blinding white light


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Cuz honestly, Honey you are the Queen
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But you had better leave or I will be forced to be King
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So now quietly, without questions or screams
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Just gently leave it well enough alone


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Woman when I've raised hell, you of all people are gonna know it
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There'll be nothin' not nailed down left unturned in this home
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Then your old friend silence will creep back into this pettiest of all places
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He'll ask you again, “Which is better or for worse, livin' with me or livin' with all my ghosts?”


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Honestly, why can't you just let it be
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And let me quietly drink myself to sleep
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I said honestly, it's not what it appears to be
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But only memories that ain't got shit to do with you


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Woman when I've raised hell, you're gonna know it
                          Em                                                 C
There won't be a shadow of doubt in your bright little mind
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No pictures left hangin' only lonely unpainted nails
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Ah Honey you'll connect those dots read the writin' on the walls