E Bm F#m C#m F#7 Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day beginsA B7 Silently closing her bedroom doorA B7 Leaving the note that she hoped would say moreE Bm F#m C#m F#7 She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching a handkerchiefA B7 A B7 Quietly turning the backdoor key stepping outside she is freeE She "We gave her most of our lives". Is leaving "sacrificed most of our lives"Bm Home "We gave her everything money could buy"C#m F#7 C#m F#7 She is leaving home after living alone for so many yearsE Bm F#m C#m F#7 Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gownA B7 A B7 Picks up the letter that's lying there. Standing alone at the top of the stairsE Bm F#m C#m F#7 She breaks down and cries to her husband Daddy our baby's goneA B7 A B7 Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly how could she do this to meE She "We never thought of ourselves". Is leaving "never a thought for ourselves"Bm Home "We struggled hard all our lives to get by"C#m F#7 C#m F#7 She's leaving home after living alone for so many yearsE Bm F#m C#m F#7 Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far awayA B7 A B7 Waiting to keep the appointment she made meeting a man from the motor tradeE She "What did we do that was wrong". Is having "We didn't know it was wrong"Bm Fun "Fun is the one thing that money can't buy"C#m F#7 C#m F#7 Something inside that was always denied for so many yearsC#m F#7 A E She's leaving home bye bye
She’s Leaving Home
Barbara Dickson
- A
- B7
- Bm
- C#m4
- E
- F#7
- F#m
Continua depois do anúncio
Tom: