Farewell to the Fairground White Lies
This is just how I play the song on my acoustic guitar, enjoy :)
[Am] [Em] [Am] [Em]
The [Am]lights still in our eyes,
We're leaving this old fairground be[Em]hind,
It's a dream that's growing cold.
The c[Am]ircus never dies,
The eye forever haunts these [Em]skies,
I know I cannot stay.
[F]Farewel[(]l [G]to[)] the[Am] fairground,[Em] these rides aren't [G]working any more.
[F]Goodby[(]e [G]to[)] this [Am]dead town,[Em] until the [G]ice begins to thaw.
[Am] [Em] [Am] [Em]
This [Am]place used to gleam,
I see it in my hopeful [Em]dreams,
Now I have to get away.
We [Am]move towards the stars,
And all that we touch becomes [Em]ours,
Let's keep warm til it's day.
[F]Farewel[(]l [G]to[)] the[Am] fairground,[Em] these rides aren't [G]working any more.
[F]Goodby[(]e [G]to[)] this [Am]dead town,[Em] until the [G]ice begins to thaw.
[F]We'll head south just [Am]hold my hand now,
[Em]I feel like I'm [G]casting off my clothes,
And I'm [F]running through the snow towards the [Am]sunset,
And I'm [Em]always with [G]you...
[C] [G] [Am]
[C]Keep on running, keep keep on running
There's [G]no place like home, there's [Am]no place like home. x7
[C] [G] [Am]
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