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Aretha

Rumer
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 I got Aretha  in  the Morning
 High  on my headphones and walking to school
I  got the blues  in springtime
 cause I  know that I'll never have the right  shoes
Momma  she'd notice but she's always crying
 I got no-one to confide  in
 Aretha,  nobody but you
 Momma she'd notice but she's always fighting
 something in her mind
 and it sounds like breaking glass
 I got Aretha  in  the Morning
 High  on my headphones and walking  to school
I  got the blues  in springtime
 cause I  know that I'll never have  the right  shoes
 You got the words
 Baby you  got the words
 You got the words
 Baby you  got the words
 Aretha,  Aretha I don't want to go  to school
 Cause they  just don't understand
 And  I think the place is cruel
 Child singer, raise your voice
 Stand up on your own
 Go out there and strike out
I  tell Aretha  in the morning
 High  on my headphones and walking  to school
I  got the blues  in springtime
 Cause I know that I'll never have  the right shoes
 But I got the words

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Readable chord sheet for Aretha by Rumer

[Bb]  [Gm]  [Eb]  [F]

I got A[Bb]reth[Gm]a in[Eb] the Morning
H[F]igh on my headphones and walking to sch[Bb]ool
[F]I got the b[Bb]lues[Gm] in spr[Eb]ingtime
cause [F]I know that I'll never have the right[Eb] sho[Ebm]es

[Bb]Momma she'd notice but she's always cr[Cm]ying
I got no-one to conf[Dm]ide in
Ar[F]etha, nobody but y[Bb]ou

Momma she'd notice but she's always fighting
something in her mind
and it sounds like breaking glass

I got A[Bb]reth[Gm]a in[Eb] the Morning
H[Cm]igh on my headphones and w[F]alking to scho[Bb]ol
[F]I got the b[Bb]lues[Gm] in spr[Eb]ingtime
cause [Cm]I know that I'll never h[F]ave the right[Eb] sho[Ebm]es

You got the w[Eb]ords
Baby you[Bb] got the words
You got the w[Eb]ords
Baby you[Bb] got the words

Ar[Bb]etha, Aretha I don't want to [Cm]go to school
Cause th[F]ey just don't understand
A[Bb]nd I think the place is cruel

Child singer, raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out

[G]I tell Ar[C]eth[Am]a in the m[F]orning
H[Dm]igh on my headphones and w[G]alking to sch[C]ool
[G]I got the [E7]blu[Am]es in spr[Dm]ingtime
Cause I know that I'll never h[G]ave the right s[F]hoe[Fm]s

But I got the w[C]ords

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