| ALWAYS |
| BON JOVI |
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| By: Alejandro Martinez Morreres |
| Intro |
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| This romeo is bleeding |
| B | |
| but you can't see his blood |
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| it's nothing but some feelings |
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| that this | old dog kicked | up |
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| it's been raining since you left me |
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| now I'm drowning in the flood |
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| you see I've always been a fighter |
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| but with | out you I give | up |
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| now I can't sing a love song |
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| like the w | ay it's meant to be |
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| well, I g | uess I'm not that g | ood anymore |
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| but b | aby, that's just m | e |
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| ye | ah, I will l | ove you |
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| bab | y - | Al-- | ways |
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| and | I'll be there for | ever and a d | ay - |
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| Al-- | ways |
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| I'll be there till the stars don't shine |
| B | |
| till the h | eavens burst and |
| A | |
| the w | ords don't rhyme |
| A | |
| and I know wh | en I die, you'll be on my mind |
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| and I'll l | ove you - | Al- | --w | ays |
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| now you're pictures that you left behind |
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| are just m | emories of a different life |
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| some that m | ade us laugh, some that made us cry |
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| one that m | ade you have to s | ay goodbye |
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| what I'd give to run my fingers through |
| your hair |
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| to t | ouch your lips, to hold you near |
| A | |
| when you s | ay your prayers |
| try to understand |
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| I've m | ade mistakes, I'm j | ust a man |
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| when he h | olds you close, when he pulls you near |
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| when he s | ays the words you've been |
| needing to hear |
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| I'll wish | I was him `cause those words are mine |
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| to s | ay to you till the | end of t | ime |
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| yeah, | I will l | ove you |
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| bab | y - | Al-- | ways |
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| and | I'll be there for | ever and a d | ay - |
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| Alw- | ays |
| D | G | |
| if you told me to cry | for you |
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| I co | uld |
| G | |
| if you told me to die | for you |
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| I wo | uld |
| take a look at my face |
| G | A | |
| there's no price I won't p | ay |
| to say these words to you |
| Guitar solo |
| E | B | A | C#m | B | E | A | B | A | A | B | A | |
| well, there ain't no luck |
| in these loaded dice |
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| but b | aby if you give me just one more try |
| A | |
| we can p | ack up our old dreams |
| and our old lives |
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| we'll f | ind a place where the s | un still sh | ines |
| E | B | |
| yeah, | I will l | ove you |
| A | C#m | B | |
| bab | y - | Al-- | ways |
| E | B | A | |
| and | I'll be there for | ever and a d | ay - |
| C#m | B | |
| Alw- | ays |
| E | |
| I'll be there till the stars don't shine |
| B | |
| till the h | eavens burst and |
| A | |
| the w | ords don't rhyme |
| A | |
| and I know wh | en I die, you'll be on my mind |
| B | A | B | E | |
| and I'll l | ove you - | Al- | --w | ays |
| E | B | C#m | B | A |