Intro also does these 2 notes after each line e Every morning chipping away 'Til the walls fall down. Won't you cry on my shoulder, won't you laugh at my jokes? It's okay to relax in this forest of folks Cause nobody's aiming a stick at your spokes So won't you cry on my shoulder, won't you laugh at my jokes? ake And cool. On the road I dream of home and when at home I dream of action. Our apartments are all haunted by the ghost of satisfaction. Cause we all want something that's bigger (guitartabs.cc)
