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G That old alarm clock gives a yell C G starting another day in hell D7 passing a world I can't face with you gone G in the mirror I see C G someone to choose to be me D7 G and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn C The Neon light and the jukebox G help to ease me through the night I lean hard on the bottle D7 'til I no longer stand up right G in the morning in my room C G I'm like a body in a tomb Those same three walls keep coming on D7 kind of strong G Down the freeway when I drive C G more dead than alive D7 G and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn C The Neon light and the jukebox G help to ease me through the night I lean hard on the bottle D7 'til I no longer stand up right G in the morning in my room C G I feel like a body in a tomb Those same three walls keep coming on D7 kind of strong G Down the freeway then I drive C G more dead than alive D7 G and I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn D7 C G I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
Written by Ivory Joe Hunter
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