Eyolf Østrem

A                         E+
 Something about you that I can't shake
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Don't know how much more of this I can take
D    Dm              A
Baby, I'm under your spell.

E

I was knocked out an' loaded in the naked night
When my last dream exploded I noticed your light
Baby, oh what a story I could tell?

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D  . . Dm |A . . . |

It's been nice seein' you, you read me like a book
If you ever want to reach me, you know where to look
Baby I'll be at the same hotel.

I'd like to help you but I'm in a bit of a jam

G
 There was a man named Mahatma Gandhi,

He would not bow down, he would not fight.

He knew the deal was a-down and dirty.
                                F      C
And nothing wrong could make it right away.
                                             G
But he knew his duty and the price he had to pay.
                  D                     C
Just another holy man who dared to be a friend.
             G
My God, they killed him.

Another man from Atlanta, Georgia,
Name of Martin Luther King
He shook the land like a rolling thunder

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Bb  .  F  .  Bb .  .  .

Bb          Eb           Bb
 As I travel down life's pathway
           C7               F
Know not what the years may hold
Bb         Eb          Bb
As I ponder hopes grow fonder
Bb        F                 Bb
 Precious memories flood my soul

Bb               Eb        Bb
Precious memories how they linger

How they ever flood my soul
                Eb      Bb
In the stillness of the midnight
         F               Bb
Precious sacred scenes unfold.

G

      G
Don't ever try to change me I've been in this thing too long

There's nothing you can say or do to make me think I'm wrong
        F
But I'm going off to Libya, there's a guy I gotta see

He's been livin' there three years now in an oil refinery
                   G
I got my mind made up

Got my mind made up.

C         G

Call you ma in Tallahassee, tell her her baby's on the line
Tell her not to worry, everything is gonna be fine
Well I'll give you all my money all my connections too
There ain't nothing in this world, you can say I didn't give to you

(B)
I need (I need, I need) a shot of love,
I need (I need, I need) a shot of love.

      B
Don't need a shot of heroin to kill my disease,

Don't need a shot of turpentine, only bring me to my knees,

Don't need a shot of codeine to help me to repent,

Don't need a shot of whiskey, help me be president.
         E    D  B
I need a shot of love,
         E    D  B
I need a shot of love.

Doctor, can you hear me? I need some Medicaid.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
What I got ain't painful, it's just bound to kill me dead

Bb
Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt,

Because he has denied himself the things that you can't live without.

Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do,

Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin' through.

         Gm    F     Eb
He's the property of Jesus
  Gm       F      Eb
Resent him to the bone
Gm      F         Eb
You got something better
                      Bb
You've got a heart of stone

Stop your conversation when he passes on the street,

      A                       D
I was in your presence for an hour or so
   E               A
Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
          A                        D
Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low
        E                A
By that soft and shining sea.
A                      D
Did you respect me for what I did
E                       A
Or for what I didn't do, or for keeping it hid?
A                  D
 Did I lose my mind when I tried to get rid
E                  A
 Of everything you see?

Intro: B

E                B
Heart of mine be still,
E                                         B
You can play with fire but you'll get the bill
Don't let her know
E/b   B       E/b  B        E/b  B
Don't let her know that you love her.
B/f#  F#   B/f#  F#       B/f#  F#
Don't be a fool, don't be blind
         B
Heart of mine.

Heart of mine go back home,
You got no reason to wander, you got no reason to roam.
Don't let her see
Don't let her see that you need her.
Don't put yourself over the line
Heart of mine.

Heart of mine go back where you been,

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A
Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,

Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent

Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated.

She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.
D                                             A

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