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Ferramentas
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Am C Em
Nobody knows the trouble you feel
Am C Em
Nobody cares the feelin' is real
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Johnny
B Flat Am G sharp G maj
We're sorry Won't you come on home?
We worry
Won't you come on?
What is wrong in my life
That I must get drunk every night?
Johnny
We're sorry
Use the phone, call your mum
She's missin' you badly, missin' her son
Who do you know? Where will you stay?
Big city life is not what they say
Johnny
We're sorry
Won't you come on home?
We worry
Won't you come on?
What is wrong in my life
That I must get drunk every night?
Johnny
We're sorry
Won't you come on home?
You'd better go home, everything's closed
Can't find a room, money's all blown
Nowhere to sleep out in the cold
Nothin' to eat, nowhere to go
Johnny
We're sorry
Won't you come on home?
We worry
Won't you come on?
What is wrong in my life
That I must get drunk every night?
Johnny We're sorry
Won't you come on home?
We worry
Won't you come on home ?
Johnny Won't you come on home?
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