Sheryl Crow – Shine Over Babylon (Ukulele)

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I walked the heat of seven hills

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Endless talk of losing wills

Em
Great highways in a constant melt

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Men and women and children all have overbuilt

D
Buying bread and paying for none

Am
Creatures of a waning sun

Em
Teacher’s hands are overrun

G
Clowns and gypsies have all but gone

G
You make me wanna

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

D
Freedoms etched on Sacred pillars

Am
Hollow stones of mindless filler

Em
Can lead to madman oil drillers

G
Won’t be long before we all are killers

D
Little boy lost way up the mountains

Am
Cities drowning under boiling fountains

Em
I dreamed of chilly, sunlit days

G
I was trembling in a golden haze

G
You make me wanna

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

D
We celebrate the golden cow

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Praise the bloated bank account

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If there’s a god where is he now

G
The precipice is slipping further out

D
Sanskrit message from the mounts

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Leave your possession, hope abounds

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There’s nothing here for you to cry about

G
We’re all just followers from here on out

D
I take the stage, I walk the planks

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I sing these songs with little thanks

Em
I wait for shouts from crazy cranks

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I stand amidst the brown shirt ranks

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I found my way to Alexandria

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Where gurus bubble up on gangea

Em
Scavengers, they run up and hand ya

G
All the junk that should have damned ya

G
You make me wanna

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

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If everything in life was free

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We'd float in your own reverie

Em
The things that yo can't seem to see

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Seal the gap between you and me

G
You make me wanna

Am C G
Shine over Babylon

Am C G
Shine over Babylon