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Cry In The Sun

Better Than Ezra

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Tue, 24 Oct 1995 20:44:38 -0500 From: arabella@mail.utexas.edu (Arabella Clauson) Subject: CRD: "Cry in the Sun" by Better Than Ezra "Cry In The Sun" (Better Than Ezra) Album: Deluxe, Track 6 ----------------------------------- A G D D A G D D A E You clean your room and under your bed G D Lay a picture long forgotten A E With a hand to your head you sigh out loud G D As a memory rushes over A G D D And buries you A Summer rain storm E But the shed was dry G D With a girl from Carolina A And you held her so tight E For the warmth that the rain denied G D As the time was slow to a flash Bm D So alive Listen to them when they say CHORUS: A G D D Cry in the sun A G D D When the devil beats his wife A G D D Cry, cry, cry in the sun Bm D A G D D Hope I never see the price of my freedom yeah A We dance and sing now E Trace the moon G D As it crawled across the night sky A Covered in a dream E A lovers' pact G D Here's the now and don't look back Bm D Oh and how I tried To heed the words written here CHORUS: A G D D Cry in the sun A G D D When the devil beats his wife A G D D Cry, cry, cry in the sun Bm D A G D D Hope I never see the price of my freedom BRIDGE: Bm D For everyone yeah A E There's a person place or time Bm D That brings you back and makes you feel alive A E Before your reason clouds your eye G D You could rule the world if you wanted to A E G D A E Well I hear you're living far away G D And that life's treated you well A E You know that we were young and this picture's old G D But I still can hear you say through the pounding of the rain Bm D And don't if you try Tell me can you hear them say CHORUS: A G D D Cry in the sun A G D D When the devil beats his wife A G D D Cry, cry, cry in the sun Bm D Hope I never see the price of my freedom Bm D Hope I never see the price of my freedom A G D D A G D D A G D D A G D D Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu) Please send corrections. Some of the lyrics are innacurate I'm afraid.
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