Intro
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A#m C#6 F#6 G#6
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Ver1
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Can't stop thinking 'bout it
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It fills me with unease
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Out there by the roadside someone's lyin'
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Under sycamore leaves
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Ver2
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Wet grounds, late September
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The foliage of the trees
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I came upon this feeling that someone's lying
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Covered by sycamore leaves
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Bridge
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And I could never make it
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And I could never see
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And I could never break out
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And shake its grip on me
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Ver1
A#m C#6 D#
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
A#m D# Fm7
It fills me with unease
A#m C# D#
Out there by the roadside someone's lyin'
C C#6 A#m
Covered by sycamore leaves
and repeat the last phrase just like coda