Cash Money
The Beautiful GirlsVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
E: - 5 - 7
Going, my boat's leaving today.
Gonna get down to the water,
gonna wash these blues away.
Man this city's taken too much from me,
gonna head out to the country,
find a place where i can breathe.
I've been working 9 to 5,
trying to lead a gracious life,
but my hard work only ever went to keeping me in strife.
Gonna take another road.
Gonna find myself some soul.
Gonna do my best in every way,
to pay attention as i go.
Cash money,
aint got no use for you.
Unless you can buy me true love.
Man, it's funny,
how many time's they've proved,
that the only true fortune you can save,
is the truth.
Verse 2, same as 1
Slowly, time keeps slipping away.
Leaves still change their colours,
prophets lay still in their graves.
Erasing all our liberties.
Gonna take this axe, apply it,
chop injustice at its knees.
The fundamental laws,
of suffering and of its cause,
man they lay in being human.
Everybody has their flaws.
What if we could overcome,
insecurity for love?
fear for empathy?
education in place of push and shove?
Pretty Simple, the picking pattern is something for you to do, I can't be bothered
to write it out.
Oli
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Readable chord sheet for Cash Money by The Beautiful Girls
[E] [A] [C#m] [B] E: - 5 - 7 [E]Going, my [A]boat's leaving today. Gonna[C#m] get down to the water, gonna w[B]ash these blues away. Man this [E]city's taken too [A]much from me, gonna[C#m] head out to the country, find a place [B]where i can breathe. I've been [E]working 9 to 5, trying to [A]lead a gracious life, but my [C#m]hard work only ever went to [B]keeping me in strife. Gonna [E]take another road. Gonna [A]find myself some soul. Gonna [C#m]do my best in every way, to pay [B]attention as i go. Cash[E] money, aint got no [A]use for you. Unl[C#m]ess you can buy me tr[B]ue love. Man, it's [E]funny, how many t[A]ime's they've proved, that the [C#m]only true fortune you can[B] save, is the [E]truth. [A] [C#m] [B] Verse 2, same as 1 Slowly, time keeps slipping away. Leaves still change their colours, prophets lay still in their graves. Erasing all our liberties. Gonna take this axe, apply it, chop injustice at its knees. The fundamental laws, of suffering and of its cause, man they lay in being human. Everybody has their flaws. What if we could overcome, insecurity for love? fear for empathy? education in place of push and shove? Pretty Simple, the picking pattern is something for you to do, I can't be bothered to write it out. Oli