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Damien Rice - Cannonball - Spravne Damien Rice - Cannonball - Spravne | Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] | Damien Rice - Cannonbal
1. Am#There’s still a F#little bit of your C#taste
in G# my mouth.
Am#There’s still a F#ittle bit of you C#laced
with G# my doubt.
Am#It’s still a little F# hard to C# say G#
what's F#going on G#.
2. There’s still a little bit of your ghost
your witness.
There’s still a little bit of your face
i haven't kissed.
You step a little closer each day
that i can’t say what's going on.
®: C# Stones F# taught me to G# fly.
C# Love F# taught me to G# lie.
Am# Life, it F# taught me to G# die.
So it's not F# hard to fall,
when you G# float like a cannonball. Am#
3. There’s still a little bit of your song
in my ear.
There’s still a little bit of your words
i long to hear.
You step a little closer to me
so close that i can't see what's going on.
®: Stones taught me to fly.
Love, it taught me to lie.
Life taught me to die.
So it's not hard to fall,
when you float like a cannon.
®: Stones taught me to fly.
Love taught me to cry.
So come on courage.
Teach me to be shy,
'cause it's not hard to fall.
And i don't wanna scare her
It's not hard to fall
And i don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know
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