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A SIMPLE SONG

It’s just a simple song

What can I say?

Four chords we have to play

On a rainy day

 

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

In a simple song

 

Memories of a broken glass

Blood on my lip

I tried to pick it up

But I cut my hand

 

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

In a simple song

 

She called me up again

When I thought it was all over

Sooner or later you’ve

Gotta find yourself again

 

Down by the river bed

That’s what I said

I took a photograph

That we didn’t share

 

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

I can’t go wrong

In a simple song

 

This is a simple song

Four chords we strum

This is a simple song

What can go wrong?

(M. Carr)

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