Back On My Feet
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LyricsHow many days will the wet weather last?
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A A How many days will the wet weather last? A G I want to know will the clouds E When they roll back A F#m Reveal a man in an old mac Bsus4 B Living on a park bench Esus4 E Sitting on his own? A Cut to the rain as it runs down the glass G E Eventually through the lightning and thunder A F#m We see a man going under Bsus4 B This is how it happens Esus4 E This is what he said E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me A Focus in on the breath of a man A G Who takes a brown paper bag E From his knapsack A F#m Between his whispers and wise cracks Bsus4 B He's looking for permission Esus4 E Screaming at the sky E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me C I'll be right again A Be upright without you C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again too A Cut Back Again To A Girl Walking By G E Until The Feet That Are All Shoes And No Socks A F#m Climb An Invisible Soap Box Bsus4 B Laughing At The Traffic Esus4 E Shouting At The World E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again too C I'll be right again A Be upright without you A We see a life through the eyes of a man As he live and he dies By a simple tattoo C I'll be back again A When I land on my feet C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you A Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him It's there on his face He's a case where there's clearly no hope C Give me your hand again 'Til I land again A His face starts to fade As we pull down the shade And the picture we made Is in glorious cinemascope C A I'll be back...