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Date: Tue, 07 Mar 2006 13:09:33 +1100 From: anna
Subject: w/welch_gillian/wrecking_ball.crd >I transcribed these chords and lyrics myself, from the album. >thanks olga, nice to finally contribute something in return for years of >help working songs out >:) > > b b e b Well now boys, I'm a rollin' stone f# f# e b thats what i was when i first left home e e b b took every secret that i'd ever known g#m f# e e and headed for the wall g# f# b b like a wrecking ball b b e b started down on the holy road of sin f# f# e b playin bass under a pseudonym e e b b the days were rough and its all quite dim g#m f# e e but my mind cuts through it all g# f# b b like a wrecking ball e e b g# I WAS JUST A LITTLE DEADHEAD e b e b WHO'S WATCHING WHO IS WATCHING g# g# e e I's JUST A LITTLE DEADHEAD b b e b Fallen daughter on a scholarship f# f# e b Well I got tired and let my average slip e e b b then i's a farmer in the pogonip g#m f# e e where the weed that i recall g# f# b b was like a wrecking ball b b e b met a lovesick daugher of the san joaquin f# f# e b she showed me colours i'd never seen e e b b drank the bottom of my canteen g#m f# e e then let it fall g# f# b b like a wrecking ball b b e b Standin' there, in the morning mist f# f# e b a jack and coke at the end of my wrist e e b b yes i remember when first we kissed g#m f# e e though it was nothing at all g# f# b b like a wrecking ball e e b g# hey boys little deadhead e b e b who's watching who is watching g# g# e e i was just a little deadhead b b e b With too much trouble for me to shake f# f# e b Oh, the weather and the blindin' ache e e b b was ridin' high until the '89 quake g#m f# e e hit the santa cruz garden mall g# f# b b like a wrecking ball