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What kind of man am I - John Mellencamp
Tabbed by Kristian1!
[Intro]
Bm let ring
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D|-----4--------|-----4--------|-----4--------|-------------| x 2
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[Verse 1]
My words don't know the truth they flutter as I speak
The sickness I feel under my belt is the disdain I have for me
I've asked you to stand tall but it's me who's fallen down
A better man I'd like to be but I can't find my way home now
[Chorus]
So what kind of man am I who never looked up to see the sky
And every word I say has come back to haunt me every day
So here I stand alone crippled on my cane
The coward I've become the loser in the game
[Intro] 1x
[Verse 2]
These eyes you see are masked by a thin veneer of tears
And who would have known that such a small task would have compromised all these years
'Cause a liar's guilt is a liar's fate and man that's just the facts
For those too weak to tell the truth into darkness you'll be cast
[Chorus]
So what kind of man am I who never looked up to see the sky
And every word I say has come back to haunt me every day
So here I stand alone crippled on my cane
The coward I've become the loser in the game
[Verse 3]
So dig deep you little bastard let the truth be known
Angels are flying with you tonight you'd better not let them go
'Cause if you do I'd hate to think of what your fate could be
Speak your mind tell what you know and set your soul free
[Chorus]
So what kind of man am I who never looked up to see the sky
And every word I say has come back to haunt me every day
So here I stand alone crippled on my cane
The coward I've become the loser in the game
(supprime les barrés)