Cry In The Sun de Better Than Ezra

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		   "Cry In The Sun" (Better Than Ezra)
Album: Deluxe, Track 6
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A  G  D  D  A  G  D  D

      A                  E
You clean your room and under your bed
G                       D
Lay a picture long forgotten
      A                       E
With a hand to your head you sigh out loud
       G             D
As a memory rushes over
            A  G  D  D
And buries you

A
Summer rain storm
         E
But the shed was dry
        G               D
With a girl from Carolina
A
And you held her so tight
E
For the warmth that the rain denied
G                          D
As the time was slow to a flash
Bm        D
G alive
Listen to them when they say

CHORUS:
A        G  D  D
Cry in the sun
A        G        D     D
When the devil beats his wife
A          G         D   D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
         Bm                          D          A  G  D  D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom                 yeah

    A
We dance and sing now
E
Trace the moon
        G                 D
As it crawled across the night sky
A
Covered in a dream
   E
A lovers' pact
G                             D
Here's the now and don't look back
Bm             D
Oh and how I tried
To heed the words written here

CHORUS:
A        G  D  D
Cry in the sun
A               G        D     D
When the devil beats his wife
A          G         D   D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
         Bm                          D          A  G  D  D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom


BRIDGE:

Bm        D
For everyone yeah
A                            E
There's a person place or time
Bm                        D
That brings you back and makes you feel alive
 A                            E
Before your reason clouds your eye
           G                      D
You could rule the world if you wanted to

A  E  G  D

     A                     E
Well I hear you're living far away
          G                   D
And that life's treated you well
A                           E
You know that we were young and this picture's old
G                                           D
But I still can hear you say through the pounding of the rain
Bm                  D
And don't if you try
Tell me can you hear them say

CHORUS:
A    G  D  D
   Cry in the sun
A         G        D     D
When the devil beats his wife
A          G         D   D
Cry, cry, cry in the sun
         Bm                          D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom
         Bm                          D
Hope I never see the price of my freedom

A  G  D  D  A  G  D  D  A  G  D  D  A  G  D  D


Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu)
Please send corrections.  Some of the lyrics are innacurate I'm afraid.