Sour Little Sweetie
The ViewVersion1
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Always in the bad books,
It's not how it looks,
born to be a pawn, end up being rooks,
We weren't given we just took
Good people can end up being crooks
Wooooah ooh! Woooah oh!
I danced the heel off my black boots
The feather out my hat
Looked the devil in the eye
said there's no turning back...
Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of that...
Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of that...
I danced the heel off my black boots
The feather out my hat
Looked the devil in the eye
Said there's no turning back no...
Sour little sweetie, so much sweeter than the rest.
Like my father pissed, my hairs always a mess.
So, darling , sweetheart, don't stress.
My heads a mess and don't you know...
Never into good looks
I know the mighty river, started with a Babylon
I stomp my foot, the whole world shook,
firmly with knowledge that this is not a fluke, oh no!
I danced the heel of my black boot, the feather off my hat
And looked the devil in the eye and said, theres no turning back no
Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest,
Like my father figured my hairs always a mess
Darling, sweet heart dont stress
My heads a mess and dont you know!
And so before you have to go
Can you tell me yes or no?
Where did all the love go?
Where did all the love go?
Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest,
Like my father said my hairs always a mess
Darling, sweetheart dont stress
My heads a mess and dont you know!
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Readable chord sheet for Sour Little Sweetie by The View
[E]Always in the bad books, [A]It's not how it looks, born to be a pawn, e[E]nd up being rooks, We weren't given we just t[A]ook Good people can end up being crooks [E]Wooooah ooh! Woo[C#m]oah oh! I danced the h[E]eel off my black boots The f[C#m]eather out my hat [E]Looked the devil in the eye [C#m]said there's no turning back... [E]Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of th[A]at... Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of that... I danced the heel off my black boots The feather out my hat Looked the devil in the eye Said there's no turning back no... [E]Sour little sweetie, so much s[C#m]weeter than the rest. [E]Like my father pissed, my [B]hairs always a mess. [E]So, darling , swe[B]etheart, don't st[A]ress. [A]My heads a mess and don't you know... Never into good looks I know the mighty river, started with a Babylon I stomp my foot, the whole world shook, firmly with knowledge that this is not a fluke, oh no! I danced the heel of my black boot, the feather off my hat And looked the devil in the eye and said, theres no turning back no Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest, Like my father figured my hairs always a mess Darling, sweet heart dont stress My heads a mess and dont you know! And so before you have to g[E]o [B] [C#m] [A] Can you tell me yes or no[E]? [B] [C#m] [A] [E]Where did all the love g[B]o? [A]Where did all the love g[E]o? Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest, Like my father said my hairs always a mess Darling, sweetheart dont stress My heads a mess and dont you know!