While I Play Bee Gees
[D]I cry [E]tears of e[A]motion
[D]to spread a[E]cross the [A]USA.
[D]Ain't no su[E]nshine, cowboy, in y[A]our pockets.
I'll make my own [B]way,
[E]while I play.
[A]Baby, you forgot you're living.
Someone covered [D]up your eyes.
[E]In my way at least I'm [A]giving
[E]what I love, am I w[A]ise?
There's [D]gonna be s[E]ome c[A]onfusion.
And th[D]ere's gonna [E]be a d[A]ay
[D]you'll raise your [E]eyes
and you'll [A]look to the skies
and you'll p[B]ray,
while I [E]play.
[A]I am my father's son
or that is [D]what I heard.
[E]Maybe I got it w[A]rong.
[E]I didn't mean a [A]word.
[E]You got my face
and I'll pl[A]ay your ace,
[E]pretend I haven't h[A]eard.
There's [D]gonna be s[E]ome c[A]onfusion.
And th[D]ere's gonna [E]be a d[A]ay
[D]you'll raise your [E]eyes
and you'll [A]look to the skies
and you'll p[B]ray,
while I [E]play.
[A]I am a minstrel, that is all I w[D]ant to be.
[E]I'll play inside your s[A]oul,
[E]I'll show you to yo[A]urself,
[E]I'll fill your head wit[A]h wild emotions,
a [E]symphony in w[A]ealth.
There's [D]gonna be s[E]ome c[A]onfusion.
And th[D]ere's gonna [E]be a d[A]ay
[D]you'll raise your [E]eyes
and you'll [A]look to the skies
and you'll p[B]ray,
while I [E]play.
[A]I will take my leave, I gotta [D]move on time.
[E]I played inside your s[A]oul,
[E]I made you sing a[A]long.
[E]I will return to find [A]out
[E]if the melody was [A]wrong.
There's [D]gonna be s[E]ome c[A]onfusion.
And th[D]ere's gonna [E]be a d[A]ay
[D]you'll raise your [E]eyes
and you'll [A]look to the skies
and you'll p[B]ray,
while I [E]play.
Sergio André email: sergioemitapoa@hotmail.com
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