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17 lines
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{title: Those were the days}
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{subtitle: Leningrad Cowboys}
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[am]Once upon a time there was a tavern where we used to raise a cup
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or [dm]two. Remember how we talked away the [am]hours and [G]think about
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the great things we would [E]do.
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{soc}
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Those were the [am]days, my friend, we thought they'd [dm]never end.
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We'd sing and [G]dance forever and a [C]day. We lived a [dm]life of
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choose. We'd fight and [C]never loose for we were [E]young and a
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sure so have our [am]way. Na na na na...
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{eoc}
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[am]From the ground there came familiar laughter, nothing seemed the
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way it used to [dm]be. From the glass there came a strange re[am]flection,
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[G]was that lonely man there man there really [E]me? |