Cifras para Guitarra Clean Heart

Tono:  A
Introducción:
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Clean heart, clean and sharp,             clean dream, bad start.
                                                          
Am7
        
Gm7
                                            
F7M
   
He loved his brother and his sister, Luke and Tony called him mister.
                            
Am7
                  
Gm7
          
F7M
   
They made him feel much more like a man.
                                                      
Bb7M
                      F7M/C                             
F7M
   
He loved his daddy though he never told him, and how he loved his mother.
                                              
Bb7M
    F7M/C                 
F7M
   
He loved, he loved her like                       like an Italian.
                                                      
Am7
          
Gm7
        
F7M
   
Am7
                                      
Gm7
 
Little Janet said you look so fine, so fine,           something in his smile
                                      
F7M
                  
Am7
                                                      
Gm7
 
made them feel like strangers. And then he straightened his belt       with a
                
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Am7
                                
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F7M
   
lover's touch. And he said I'm gonna bring home the things that are out of
                          Eb7M/F                                                         
F7M
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your clutch. Seemed like the hottest night in summer, a heat that makes you
                    
F7M
                                      
Am7
            
Gm7
                                  
F7M
   
feel like dying. Somewhere in the next block       there was a baby crying.
                              
Am7
                                                    
Gm7
      
F7M
   
Finger on the trigger for the years to come.
                              
Am7
                                                    
Gm7
      
F7M
   
Finger on the trigger for the years to come.
                        
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Gm7
                  
F7M
                    
Am7
                      
Gm7
 
And as the moon slid up over the restless streets, sirens mocking and people
              
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Am7
                        
Gm7
                                  
F7M
   
stop to see. Their greedy eyes don't realise he's someone's son.
                              
Am7
                                                      
Gm7
  
F7M
   
Finger on the trigger for the years to come.
                                                                                            
Gm7
  
F7M
   
Finger on the trigger for the years to come.
 
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