调：A major•
Verse 1
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D
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Fire from the kin of
an unskilled clan
Bm
C#m
D
It came calling out on all fours
didn't give very far
He turned, couldn't turn, things ran
His world came to a halt
with their warning
Bm
C#m
D
They echoed like shouts reporting
Bm
C#m
D
Then he went out of pieces
Such a terrible sight
Or maybe just tired of aiming
Y 'all need
He was a little worse for the wear
Please, please
No miracles of science,
no sleight of hand
we'll behold again
I'll make good on my promises,
I shall make amends
Little
West, far away
F#m
Little
Little
West, far away
Little
West, far away
The scars I've made, babe
But I'm standing
Little
The knives in my back
But I'm standing
Blood on my hands
But I'm standing
Little words fall away
Oh, poison in my cup
But I'm standing
Little words fall away
Ruin in my wake
But I'm standing
Little words fall away
Oh, fire in my bones
But I'm standing
A little worse for the wear
Smoke in my eyes but I'm standing
A little worse for the wear
Pride in my veins but I'm standing
A little worse for the wear
Heavy in my heart but I'm standing
A little worse for the wear
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