Kind Of Christmas Card
Morten HarketVersion1
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All you folks back home
I'll never tell you this
you're not supposed to know
where your daughter is
there are ways of life
you never understood
it's right here downtown Hollywood
it's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard
I´ve got a stolen moment trying hard
to write a kind
a kind of Christmascard
But I---am burning out again
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
Mama dear all the love you gave
I guess there´s really nothing
nothing much to save
I see this place
It is dirty as I feel myself
There are still som riches at the Roosevelt
That evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom,
mama, on my knees
That´s i´m at down in Los Angeles
And I---am burning out again
And I---must rise above the shame
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
Or just think of the girl I used to be
You were my age once mama
Twentythree
I can still hear some of the songs you used to play
From that summer of love in ´68
It seems it turned into a a winter of hate
And I---am burning out again
It´s time i´d rise above the pain
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
Toni---ght there is fever in my veins
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Readable chord sheet for Kind Of Christmas Card by Morten Harket
[D]Al[B]l you folks back home [F#]I'l[A]l never tell you this [D]yo[B]u're not supposed to know [A]where your daughter is [G]there are ways of life y[A]ou [B]never understood [G]it[A]'s[A] right here downtown Hollywood [G]it[A]'s afternoon on Sunset Boulevard [B]I´ve got a stolen moment trying hard [A]to write a kind [G]a kind of Christmascard [A]Bu[D]t [B]I-[F#]--am[A] burning out again [D]To[B]ni[F#]---[A]ght there is fever in my veins [D]Ma[B]ma dear all the love you gave [D]I [F#]guess there´s really nothing [A]nothing much to save [G]I [A]see this place [B]It is dirty as I feel myself [G]Th[A]er[D]e are still som riches at the Roosevelt [A]Th[G]at evening prayer those memorise in my little bedroom, [B]mama, on my knees [A]Th[G]at´s i´m at down in Los Angeles And I---am burning out again And I---must rise above the shame Toni---ght there is fever in my veins [G]Or[A] j[B]ust think of the girl I used to be [A]Yo[G]u were my age once mama [A]Tw[D]entythree [D]I [A]ca[B]n still hear some of the songs you used to play [A]Fr[B]om that summer of love in ´68 [A]It[G] seems it turned into a a winter of hate And I---am burning out again It´s time i´d rise above the pain Toni---ght there is fever in my veins Toni---ght there is fever in my veins