Guns N' Roses – One In A Million (Guitar)

A      B  C   (D) (C) G         F         G   (E)
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Am      C      G               G F
Guess I needed sometime to get away

Am             C
I needed some piece of mind

G                          F
Some piece of mind that'll stay

Am    C          G                 F
So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A.

Am      C        G            F
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way

Am        C
Police and Niggers, that's right

G             F
Get out of my way

Am             C
Don't need to buy none of your

G           F
Gold chains today

Am               C
I don't need no bracelets

G                      F
Clamped in front of my back

Am            C
Just need my ticket; 'til then

G                     F
Won't you cut me some slack?

C               G
You're one in a million

D                     A
Yeah, that's what you are

C               G
You're one in a million, babe

D                 A
You're a shooting star

C                   G
Maybe someday we'll see you

D                  A
Before you make us cry

C                    G
You know we tried to reach you

D                     E D A
But you were much too high

             E D A              E D A
Much too high,     much too high,

             E D A
Much too high,     yes, ow!

Am              C
Immigrants and faggots

G                     F
They make no sense to me

Am                C
They come to our country

G                            F
And think they'll do as they please

Am              C
Like start some mini Iran,

G                      F
Or spread some fuckin' disease

Am                 C
They talk so many goddamn ways

G                 F
It's all Greek to me

Am                C
Well some say I'm lazy

G                          F
And others say that's just me

Am           C
Some say I'm crazy

G                   F
I guess I'll always be

Am                    C
But it's been such a long time

G                       F
Since I knew right from wrong

Am                        C
It's all the means to an end, I

G                F
I keep it movin' along

C               G
You're one in a million

D                     A
Oo, you're a shooting star

C               G
You're one in a million, babe

D                 A
You know that you are

C                   G
Maybe someday we'll see you, Oo

D                      A
oh, Before you make us cry

C                    G
You know we tried to reach you

D                         E D A
But you were much too high

             E D A                  E D A
Much too high,     Oo, much too high

             E D A
Much too high,     huh, no, no, oh

Am           C
Radicals and Racists

G                          F
Don't point your finger at me

Am               C
I'm a small town white boy

G                        F
Just tryin' to make ends meet

Am               C
Don't need your religion

G                     F
Don't watch that much T.V.

Am             C
Just makin' my livin', baby

G                      F
Well that's enough for me

C               G
You're one in a million

D                    A
Yeah that's what you are

C               G
You're one in a million, babe

D                 A
You're a shooting star

C                   G
Maybe someday we'll see you

D                  A
Before you make us cry

C                    G
You know we tried to reach you

D                         E D A
But you were much too high

             E D A                 E D A
Much too high,    ow, much too high,

             E D A             E D A
Much too high,    much too high

                 E D A
Ow! Much too high

                  E D A
(Oh, much too high,    ah,

             E D A                 E D A
much too high,    ah, much too high

             E D A                 E D A
much too high,    ow, much too high)*