Here's song in C. When I piano, it's my key. If I was my guitar, I'd probably be in G, the are.
Here is another in C. With my protagonist - me. Of my little world tell & show. I'll about it so you'll know.
When in it break my heart, Then my world can fall apart. And not a thing I can do, to sing in C to you.
There to be a family. Brother, sisters, father, and me. We were in a little home. We were fending off the unknown.
But the great it got inside. And had been whole, it did divide. In the end had to leave. he did the mother had to grieve.
That's the when real troubles start. It's when a can fall apart. And there's not a I can do, to sing in C to you.
I up and had a family. And it broke so easily. All that thirty years ago. Why it's never I don't know.
I blame on the great unknown Or as a kid what I was and shown. But I blame and I blame her. The & foolish people that were
And the that we had are grown They're out fending off their great And I've they are a little bit like me a tendency to sing in C
So by now is clear to and know. I dont play a lot of But sometimes a has to sit to sing about the heavy shit
And the unknowns a hurricane howling winds, & floods, & driving rain. You might make it but you dont know If behind it there's a tornado.
And if families break apart I suppose don't need for art But you and I know do So I in C to you