Better Than Ezra — Cry In The Sun Chords
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Date: Tue, 24 Oct 1995 20:44:38 —0500
From: arabella@mail.utexas.edu (Arabella Clauson)
Subject: CRD: "Cry in the Sun" by Better Than Ezra
"Cry In The Sun" (Better Than Ezra)
Album: Deluxe, Track 6
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A G D D A G D D
A E
You clean your room and under your bed
G D
Lay a picture long forgotten
A E
With a hand to your head you sigh out loud
G D
As a memory rushes over
A G D D
And buries you
A
Summer rain storm
E
But the shed was dry
G D
With a girl from Carolina
A
And you held her so tight
E
For the warmth that the rain denied
G D
As the time was slow to a flash
Bm D
So alive
Listen to them when they say
CHORUS:
A G D D
Cry in the sun
A G D D
When the devil beats his wife
A G D D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
Bm D A G D D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom yeah
A
We dance and sing now
E
Trace the moon
G D
As it crawled across the night sky
A
Covered in a dream
E
A lovers' pact
G D
Here's the now and don't look back
Bm D
Oh and how I tried
To heed the words written here
CHORUS:
A G D D
Cry in the sun
A G D D
When the devil beats his wife
A G D D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
Bm D A G D D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
BRIDGE:
Bm D
For everyone yeah
A E
There's a person place or time
Bm D
That brings you back and makes you feel alive
A E
Before your reason clouds your eye
G D
You could rule the world if you wanted to
A E G D
A E
Well I hear you're living far away
G D
And that life's treated you well
A E
You know that we were young and this picture's old
G D
But I still can hear you say through the pounding of the rain
Bm D
And don't if you try
Tell me can you hear them say
CHORUS:
A G D D
Cry in the sun
A G D D
When the devil beats his wife
A G D D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
Bm D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
Bm D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
A G D D A G D D A G D D A G D D
Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu)
Please send corrections. Some of the lyrics are innacurate I'm afraid.