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Liberty

Greg Johnson
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D-DU-UDU
 MY FRIEND LIBERTY
 SHE REACHES DOWN AND KISSES ME AND I SAY, COME AGAIN.
YOU'RE  NOT SUPPOSED TO PULL APART SO I WRAP MY
 FINGERS AROUND  HER HEART AND NOW I CANNOT  LET IT GO,
AND  IF IT WORKS  I'LL BE  AMAZED IF IT  LASTS TILL SATURDAY,
SATURDAY,  DON'T  BE SUPRISED  IF I LOOK  INTO YOUR
 SUNDAY MORNING EYES
 MY FRIEND LIBERTY
 SHE CHOOSES WORDS AND GIVES TO ME AND I SAY,
 BABY COME AGAIN
 AND JUST WHEN I'M IN SANITY SHE'LL RE-APPEAR AND RESCUE ME I FALL INTO HER UNDEFEATED HAND
 AND IF IT WORKS I'LL BE AMAZED IF IT LASTS TILL SATURDAY,
 SATURDAY, DON'T BE SUPRISED IF I LOOK INTO YOUR
 SUNDAY MORNING EYES
 IF I FALL INTO YOUR SUNDAY MORNING EYES
 AND  THE THREAD, IT RE-ARRANGES  AS EACH DE- GENERATION
 CHANGES, I CAN  HARDLY WALK FOR FEAR OF TREADING
LOSING  IS WHAT HURTS ME MOST
IS  CONTACT WITH THE LIVING NOT THE  GHOSTS...
 WITH MY FRIEND LIBERTY
 ALL THINGS ARE AS THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE
AND  I SAY, COME AGAIN.

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Readable chord sheet for Liberty by Greg Johnson

[D]
MY FRIEND LIBERTY               [C]                        [D]
SHE REACHES DOWN AND KISSES ME AND I SAY, COME AGAIN.
[D]YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PULL APART SO I WRAP MY
FINGERS ARO[C]UND HER HEART AND NOW I CANNO[D]T LET IT GO,

[D]AND IF IT WO[G]RKS I'LL BE[Em] AMAZED IF I[G]T LASTS TILL SATURDAY,
[D]SATURDAY, DON[G]'T BE SUPR[Em]ISED IF I LO[G]OK INTO YOUR
SUNDAY MORNING EYES

MY FRIEND LIBERTY
SHE CHOOSES WORDS AND GIVES TO ME AND I SAY,
BABY COME AGAIN
AND JUST WHEN I'M IN SANITY SHE'LL RE-APPEAR AND RESCUE ME I FALL INTO HER UNDEFEATED HAND

AND IF IT WORKS I'LL BE AMAZED IF IT LASTS TILL SATURDAY,
SATURDAY, DON'T BE SUPRISED IF I LOOK INTO YOUR
SUNDAY MORNING EYES
IF I FALL INTO YOUR SUNDAY MORNING EYES

[C][D][Em][D]    [G]
A[C]ND THE THREAD, IT RE-ARRANGE[G]S  AS EACH DE- GEN[C]ERATION
CHANGES, I [G]CAN HARDLY WALK FOR FEAR OF TREADING
[C]LOSING IS WHAT HURTS ME MOST
[G]IS  CONTACT WITH THE LIVING NOT THE[D] GHOSTS...

WITH MY FRIEND LIBERTY
ALL THINGS ARE AS THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE
[C]AND I SAY, COME AGAIN.   [D]

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