Bryan Adams – Flower Grown Wild (Guitar)

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B                       G#5
She was the girl in the very front row

D#m
always waitin’ after the show

B                        G#5
she was the queen of the hollywood hills

D#m
knew the stars, the bars, the pimps and pills

D
somebody’s climbin’ on a greyhound tonight

Em                        A
too much lipstick and her dress real tight

D
looks like a woman but she ain’t quite

Em      A
no, not quite

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s baby

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s mother’s child

D#m/5+              A
she may look like a lady

E
but she’s just a flower grown wild

B                           G#5
they never knew you by your childhood name

D#m
but they were drawn to you like moths to a flame

B                            G#5
nobody saw the tears in your silk n' lace

D#m
or the scarred little kid behind your face

D
just remember when you hold her tight

Em                          A
what you’re holding in your arms tonight

D
she’s no angel, but that’s alright

Em        A
ya that's alright

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s baby

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s mother’s child

D#m/5+              A
she may look like a lady

E
but she’s just a flower grown wild

D
just another little pretty thing

Em                   A
another angel with a broken wing

D
who fell to earth ‘neath the hollywood hills

Em                                A
amid the stars and the bars, the pimps and pills

B                         G#5
just like the girl on the movie screen

D#m
she played it up until the very last scene

B                         G#5
the picture faded and the day was done

D#m
went home to nothin but a loaded gun

D
somebody's climbing on a greyhound tonight

Em                    A
a little angel flyin' out of sight

D
looks like a woman but she ain't quite

Em       A
no, not quite

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s baby

D#m/5+           A
she’s somebody’s mother’s child

D#m/5+              A
she may look like a lady

E
but she’s just a flower grown wild