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(intro) Bm G A G
Bm G
Does anybody know where we really gonna go
A
I was wondering if we've got that real soul
G
You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own
Bm G
Does anybody know where we really gonna go
A
I was wondering if we've got that real soul
G
You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own
Bm G
Coz solitude, my sacred mood,
A G
Appalachian springs, all my things
Bm
Took a step to the left
G
Took a step to the right
A G
I saw myself and it wasn't quite right
Bm G
Does anybody know where we really gonna go
A
I was looking for answers in a soul
G
And the feelings that a man can't control
Bm G
And if the fire burn bright in the dead of night
A
Dissapointed you care I told a lie
G
I said that I would never be on this side
Bm
I took a step to the left
G
I took a step to the right
A G
And I saw myself and it wasn't quite right
Bm
I took a step to the left
G
I took a step to the right
A G Bm G
G
And I keep it together, yeeeaaaaaahhh, whoaaaaaaaa,
Bm G A G
yeeeeeaaaah, whoaaaaaa
Bm G
And I was waiting for my number come
A
Like a bingo calling singing in the sun
G
You said our number's sixty-nine, I said ok
Bm G
Coz solitude, my sacred mood,
A G Bm G A G
Appalachian springs, all my things
Bm
Took a step to the left
G
Took a step to the right
A
And I keep it together
G
You know I'm not right
Bm
Took a step to the left
G
Took a step to the right
A G
I'm gonna keep it together
( Bm G A G ) (2x)
Bm G
Does anybody know where we really gonna go
A
I was wondering if we've gotta have real soul
G
You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own,
Bm
or ever own, or ever own, or ever own,
G A
or ever own, or ever own, or ever own,
G
or ever own, or ever own, or ever own
( Bm G A G )
Bm G A G
Lord, I'm coming home, I feel so young, I don't know where I've gone
Bm
I took a step to the left
G
I took a step to the right
A
And I saw my soul
G
And it wasn't quite right
Bm G A
Hey, slip to the dreams
G
Slippin out, slippin in and out of dreams
( Bm G A G ) to fade
Written by Richard Ashcroft