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Transportador
Cor de Fundo
Ferramentas
Tamanho
Tamanho
Altura
Altura
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Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins
A B7
Silently closing her bedroom door
A B7
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
E Bm F#m C#m F#7
She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching a handkerchief
A B7 A B7
Quietly turning the backdoor key stepping outside she is free
E
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 years
E Bm F#m C#m F#7
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
A B7 A B7
Picks up the letter that's lying there. Standing alone at the top of the stairs
E Bm F#m C#m F#7
She breaks down and cries to her husband Daddy our baby's gone
A B7 A B7
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly how could she do this to me
E
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 years
E Bm F#m C#m F#7
Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
A B7 A B7
Waiting to keep the appointment she made meeting a man from the motor trade
E
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 years
C#m F#7 A E
She's leaving home bye bye
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