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City Of Orphans

The Classic Crime
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
Jenny  left from  Idaho and  made her home in  Capitol Hill
In  a 300 square  foot studio  above a coffee  shop near the  Broadway Grill
And  every night  she walks  the block to trade  in her time  for cheap thrills
And  everyone  she meets  is cool, but just  out of reach and  it kills
She  used to spend her nights  by firelight  and singing to the  stars
Now  shes ours
Kevin  left from  Denver  where the air is clear  and people  are nice
And  he traded  it for sea  level, for misty  rain, what a bitter  compromise
For  now he felt like he belonged  to those  who understood him
But  he sold his soul to fit  right in and  he watched his friends  desert him
He  used to spend his nights  by candlelight  and drinking wine  to vinyl
Now  hes ours
 Its a city of orphans
 Who  had nowhere to  go
 So they cashed in  their dreams
 Headed northwest  to the sea and they called it  their home
 But most dont belong  here
 Were  all running  away
 And well drain you dry of  all semblance of life
 We dont give we just take, take,  take
But  this city has  no Bible
Theres  no meaning  you can use
 Were all  desperately searching  for truth
 Were a city of orphans
 Who  had nowhere to  go
 So we cashed in our dreams,  filled our glasses with  Beam
 and our bodies with  smoke
 and we spend every  weeknight
 trading  pints at the  Streamline
 and we talk about truth  and we talk about  love but we wake  up to lies, lies, lies
 its a city of orphans
 where  did our fathers  go
 we stumble around  in the bad part  of town at the end of our  rope
 but there are no  answers
 on the  tables of  oak
 if God could just  hear us
 we think that Hes  near, but He left long ago
 were a city of orphans
 what do  we do to ourselves?
 We take all the good  and the heaven around  us and turn it to hell
 We take all the good  and the heaven around  us and turn it to hell
 We take all the good  and the heaven around  us and turn it to hell
Jenny  left from  Idaho and  made her home in  Capitol Hill
 This is my first song to put up here. I'm not too sure on the 4 Fm's in the bridge
 section, but it fits. I hope this works for you, Thanks!

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Readable chord sheet for City Of Orphans by The Classic Crime

[A]  [E]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[A]Jenny left [E]from Idaho [F#m]and made her home [D]in Capitol Hill [E]

[A]In a 300 sq[E]uare foot s[F#m]tudio above a coff[D]ee shop near the[E] Broadway Grill

[A]And every n[E]ight she wa[F#m]lks the block to t[D]rade in her time[E] for cheap thrills

[A]And everyon[E]e she meets[F#m] is cool, but just[D] out of reach an[E]d it kills

[F#m]She used to spend her ni[D]ghts by fireligh[A]t and singing to [E]the stars

[F#m]Now shes ours  [E]

[A]Kevin left [E]from Denver[F#m] where the air is [D]clear and people[E] are nice

[A]And he trad[E]ed it for s[F#m]ea level, for mist[D]y rain, what a b[E]itter compromise

[F#m]For now he felt like he [D]belonged to thos[A]e who understood [E]him

[F#m]But he sold his soul to [D]fit right in and[A] he watched his f[E]riends desert him

[F#m]He used to spend his nig[D]hts by candlelig[A]ht and drinking w[E]ine to vinyl

[F#m]Now hes ours   [E]

Its a city of or[D]phans

Who[A] had nowhere [E]to go

So they cashed i[D]n their dreams

Headed northwest[A] to the sea and they called it[E] their home

But most dont be[D]long here

Wer[A]e all running[E] away

And well drain you dry o[D]f all semblance of [A]life

We dont give we just take, ta[E]ke, take

[F#m]But this city ha[F#m]s no Bible

[F#m]Theres no meanin[F#m]g you can use

Were all[D] desperately [E]searching for t[A]ruth

Were a city of o[D]rphans

Who[A] had nowhere [E]to go

So we cashed in our [D]dreams, filled our glasses wit[A]h Beam

and our bodies wi[E]th smoke

and we spend ever[D]y weeknight

tradin[A]g pints at th[E]e Streamline

and we talk about t[D]ruth and we talk about[A] love but we w[E]ake up to lies, lies, lies

its a city of or[D]phans

whe[A]re did our fa[E]thers go

we stumble aroun[D]d in the bad par[A]t of town at the end of ou[E]r rope

but there are no[D] answers

on [A]the tables of[E] oak

if God could jus[D]t hear us

we think that He[A]s near, but He left long a[E]go

were a city of o[D]rphans

what [A]do we do to o[E]urselves?

We take all the [D]good and the heaven arou[A]nd us and turn it to hel[E]l

We take all the [D]good and the heaven arou[A]nd us and turn it to hel[E]l

We take all the [D]good and the heaven arou[A]nd us and turn it to hel[E]l

[A]Jenny left [E]from Idaho [F#m]and made her home [D]in Capitol Hill [E]

This is my first song to put up here.  I'm not too sure on the 4 F
section, but it fits.  I hope this works for you, Thanks!

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