Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: C

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L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time

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And the feeling is 'lay back'

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Palm trees grow, and the rents are low

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But you know I keep thinkin' .bout

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Making my way back

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Well I'm New York City born and raised

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But nowadays, I'm lost between two shores

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L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home

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New York's home, but it ain't mine no more

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"I am," I said,To no one there

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And no one heard at all not even the chair

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"I am," I cried,"I am," said I

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And I am lost, and I can't even say why

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Leavin' me lonely still

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Did you ever read .bout a frog who dreamed 

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of bein' a king,and then became one

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Well except for the names and a few other changes

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when you talk about me, the story's the same one

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But I got an emptiness deep inside

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And I've tried, but it won't let me go

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And I'm not a man who likes to swear

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But I never cared for the sound of being alone

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"I am," I said,To no one there

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And no one heard at all not even the chair

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"I am," I cried,"I am," said I

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And I am lost, and I can't even say why

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Leavin' me lonely still