My friends are all simple folk,
doin' the best they can, sometimes afraid to be themselves, sometimes don't give a damn
They are all stars,I tell you, blazing in the sky, but they keep their iron will hidden deep inside
They are all tame, and they are all wild, rough as sandpaper but gentle with a child
My friends are all simple folk, doin' the best they can, standin' by their woman or standin' by their man
They are all stars, I tell you, blazing in the sky, but they keep their iron will hidden deep inside
(chords: D-Em-A-D, slow progression)


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blazing the sky
best bestirring bestrewn beats
fine grit sandpaper smoothing
the transitioned transactor
on a sunny afternoon
~R~