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Music Makes Me Cry

Em
There’s a young girl singing on a summer
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swing
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s an old man banging on some
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strange thing
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s an old voice trying out a brand
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new song
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s a new voice singing ‘bout an old
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folk’s home
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…

Em G
Someone’s singing ‘bout a dying man,
Em G
someone’s singin’ ‘bout a baby born
Em G
Someone’ singing ‘bout a laughing clam
Em G
Someone’s singing ‘bout the foggy morn’
Em G
Someone’s singin’ ‘bout poverty
Em G
Someone’s singing ‘bout riches and fame
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Someone’s singing ‘bout the mystery

Dm Em
And why music makes me cry…
Dm Em
Why music makes me cry…
Dm Em
Why music makes me cry…

Em
There’s a small boy humming to his
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momma’s breath
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s a beggar singing for a loaf of
G
bread
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s a pack of dogs singing to a sunlit
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Moon

Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Em
There’s a stadium of fans singing out of
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tune
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…

Em G
I like football… I like mud
Em G
I like SWEAT And I like BLOOD
Em G
I like THE CURVE OF A WOMAN
Em G
Who can’t walk a straight line
Em G
I like beer, BURGERS and pizza
Em G
and a mighty fine wine

Em G
But there’s JUST one thing
Em G
I find it hard to admit
Em G
There’s just one thing
Em G
And I don’t know why…

Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…
Dm Em
Music makes me cry…

makes me cry…
makes me cry…
makes me cry…