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boy on a string by Jars of Clay
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Date : 2009-11-11 23:07:57
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# This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
# song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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INTRO: [Am C G] (x5) n nVERSE 1: n[Am       C              G] nThe marionette has your number n               [Am]                     [C                   G] nIt pullin your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own n              [Am                C             G] nDragging your conscience on the stage and you heart gets rearranged n        [Am               C                G] nAnd you cannot tell your mentor from your maker n[Am          C                    G] nLook at the crowds bleeding with laughter n         [Am           C              G] nOver the way you entertain at beckon call n           [Am             C      G] nThey don't see behind the lights or the painted background n[Am             C          G] nThey just like to see you fall n nCHORUS: n[C Am        C            G] n    But you don't really mind n[C Am             C            G] n    Cause you're just wasting time n[C Am          C       G] n    You can't feel anything n           [C   Am C G] n    Just a boy on a string n nVERSE 2: n[Am       C            G] nI feel a sadness like Gapetto n             [Am           C            G] nWatching the life that he created run away, n           [Am            C           G] nSeeing the puppeteer's intrusion and holding the remains n   [Am               C       G] nOf puppets that had rotted away n[Am          C                G] nOne day the curtain will not open n               [Am          C   G] nAnd all of the crowds will go away n[Am            C            G] nSomeday those strings will choke you n[Am    C        G] nBut until that day n nCHORUS n
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