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Chris Hillman - Sooner or Later Lyrics




She wasted so many money buying foolish things
D B7 C
I watched her sail out the window on them golden wings
B7 Em
But she can't find happiness
C D G
With a pocket full of gold
Em Am D G
There's no buried treasures in a trouble soul
G/F# Em C D G
When the sun goes down tears in her eyes
D B7 C
Tell you what she is missing in a world full of lies
B7 Em
As I reach out to hold her
C D G
And that's when I know
Em Am D G
It's a narrow hole (?) to a trouble soul
Am D Am D
Sooner or later everything turns around
Am D F Em
Sooner or later we got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em A
And keep going

SOLO

G Em C D G
If I could be king could I make it alright
D B7 C
Yea I'd give her my word make her hold on tight
B7 Em C D G
But great Gold almighty just how far can I go
Em Am D G
Down the narrow hole (?) to a trouble soul
Am D Am D
Sooner or later everything turns around
Am D F Em
Sooner or later we got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em
And keep going
F Em
We got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em A
We got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
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She wasted so many money buying foolish things
D B7 C
I watched her sail out the window on them golden wings
B7 Em
But she can't find happiness
C D G
With a pocket full of gold
Em Am D G
There's no buried treasures in a trouble soul
G/F# Em C D G
When the sun goes down tears in her eyes
D B7 C
Tell you what she is missing in a world full of lies
B7 Em
As I reach out to hold her
C D G
And that's when I know
Em Am D G
It's a narrow hole (?) to a trouble soul
Am D Am D
Sooner or later everything turns around
Am D F Em
Sooner or later we got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em A
And keep going

SOLO

G Em C D G
If I could be king could I make it alright
D B7 C
Yea I'd give her my word make her hold on tight
B7 Em C D G
But great Gold almighty just how far can I go
Em Am D G
Down the narrow hole (?) to a trouble soul
Am D Am D
Sooner or later everything turns around
Am D F Em
Sooner or later we got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em
And keep going
F Em
We got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
F Em A
We got to pick ourselves up off of the ground
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Writer: Christopher Hillman, Stephen Edward Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management


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