My Baby Crying
Bill FoxVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Oh the bells, I carry news that I have got to tell
Hold your head out and you can hear, my baby crying
Peter and Paul, stare at the sky and wait for Jesus to fall
The only sound that they can hear, is my baby crying
Investors of cash, have only years fore a wallstreet crash
Pile up here and throw a big Roman bash in ce-le-bra-tion
Bodies Relax, exhale the smoke of trivial facts
Which rises up to smother the sound, of my baby crying
Sometimes I feel like a lover in vain
I failed to protect her from the forces of pain
That so silently pierce her tender heart
My little makes, is an embarrassment to heads of state
In nervous speeches claiming they dont hear, my baby crying
Rumours are bound, the pedlar went and sold the things that he found
To hipster agents who will market the sound, of my baby crying
Sometimes I feel like a lover in vain
I failed to protect her from the forces of pain
That so silently pierce her tender heart
Bring out the shroud , the rebel prophet just got stoned by the crowd
That walked away and laughed out loud, at my baby crying
Im in despair, I hear like a trumpet everywhere
How could I tell myself, that I couldnt care about
My baby crying x4
(Finish on )
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Readable chord sheet for My Baby Crying by Bill Fox
[G]Oh the b[Em]ells, I c[C]arry news [D]that I have go[G]t to te[Em]ll [C]Hold your head[D] out and y[G]ou can hea[Em]r, my ba[C]by cr[D]ying [G] [Em] [C] [D] [G]Peter and Paul, [Em]stare [C]at the sk[D]y and wait for Je[G]sus to fall [Em] [C]The only soun[D]d that they[G] can h[Em]ear, [C]is my [D]baby c[G]ryi[Em]ng [C] [D] [G]Investors of c[Em]ash, h[C]ave only ye[D]ars fore a wa[G]llstreet c[Em]rash [C]Pile up h[D]ere and throw a b[G]ig Roman b[Em]ash [C]in [D]ce-le-b[G]ra-t[Em]ion [C] [D] [G]Bodies Re[Em]lax, ex[C]hale the sm[D]oke of tr[G]ivial f[Em]acts [C]Which rises u[D]p to sm[G]other the s[Em]ound, o[C]f my b[D]aby [G]cry[Em]ing [C] [D] [C]Sometimes I feel like a lo[G]ver in vain [C]I failed to protect her from the f[G]orces of pain That so sil[Am]ently pierce her tend[D]er heart [G]My little m[Em]akes, [C]is an em[D]barrassment to h[G]eads of s[Em]tate [C]In nervous spe[D]eches claiming t[G]hey dont [Em]hear, [C]my ba[D]by cr[G]yin[Em]g [C] [D] [G]Rumours are b[Em]ound, the p[C]edlar w[D]ent and sold the th[G]ings that he f[Em]ound [C]To hipster age[D]nts who will m[G]arket the s[Em]ound, [C]of my b[D]aby [G]cry[Em]ing [C] [D] [C]Sometimes I feel like a lo[G]ver in vain [C]I failed to protect her from the f[G]orces of pain That so sil[Am]ently pierce her tend[D]er heart [G]Bring out the sh[Em]roud , the r[C]ebel pr[D]ophet just got st[G]oned by the c[Em]rowd [C]That walked aw[D]ay and la[G]ughed out l[Em]oud, [C]at my b[D]aby c[G]ryi[Em]ng [C] [D] [G]Im in de[Em]spair, I [C]hear l[D]ike a trumpet [G]everyw[Em]here [C]How could I te[D]ll myself, that [G]I couldnt c[Em]are about [C]My b[D]aby c[G]ryi[Em]ng x4 (Finish on [G])