Tom: C
C:
x32010
F:
133211
G:
320033
C F G C
F G F G C
C F G
C
I walk down this brick road, ignoring the busloads, the sleepers are down for the count
F G F
G C
And I'll never forget on the day that we met, or last night when we painted the town
C F G
We screamed and we ran the streets of old Amsterdam, looking for pay phones to call
F G F
G C
Yeah but none of our loved ones could quite understand, sometimes we just live for the fall
C F G
C
And I've been to Holland and I've been to New York, and I've seen the Golden Gate Bridge
F G F
G C
And I've done the things my parents have dreamed, I ain't never seen nothing like this
C F G
C
She came to A from the red Georgia clay, and I loved her right from the start
F G F
C
And she took my eye, like a thief in the night, I know she'd stolen my heart
C F G
C
She knows that I love her, she knows that I miss her, I wish she was standing right here
F G F
G C
At the end of each day I lay down and pray for just one chance to see her again
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C F
C
Well I looked to my right, there's a man on a bike, he says the sun has been hiding two days
F G F
G C
And if I missed you more I would have blown the door but I can't find the door anyways
C F G
C
And I don't speak the language, and all of the anguish it causes me to ask twice
F G
G C
I don't know much, I know that I love the Dutch, 'cause they don't have to try to be nice
