Wheat Kings

Tragically Hip

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Tom:
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G C G C [Verse 1]
G C G C Sundown in the Paris of the prairies
G C G C Wheat kings have all their treasures buried
G C G C And all you hear are the rusty breezes
G C G C Pushing around the weathervane Jesus [Instrumental]
G C G C [Verse 2]
G C G C In his Zippo lighter he sees the killer's face
G C G C Maybe it's someone standing in the killers place
G C G C Twenty years for nothing, well that's nothing new, besides
G C G C No one's interested in something you didn't do [Chorus]
D G C G C Wheat kings and pretty things,
D G C G C Let's just see what the morning brings [Verse 3]
G C G C There's a dream he dreams where the high school is dead and stark
G C G C It's a museum and we're all locked up in it after dark
G C G C Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and sinister
G C G C Hung with pictures of our parents' Prime Ministers [Chorus]
D G C G C Wheat kings and pretty things
D G C G C Wait and see what tomorrow brings [Verse 4]
G C G C Late breaking story on the CBC
G C G C A nation whispers, "We always knew that he'd go free"
G C G C They add, "You can't be fond of living in the past
G C G C Cause if you are then there's no way that you're gonna last" [Chorus]
D G C G C Wheat Kings and pretty things
D G C G C Let's just see what tomorrow brings
D C Wheat Kings and pretty things
C D Ah that's what tomorrow brings
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Composição: The Tragically Hip

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