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Trust Yourself

          A
Trust yourself,

Trust yourself to do the things that only you know best.

Trust yourself,

Trust yourself to do what's right and not be second-guessed.

Don't trust me to show you beauty

When beauty may only turn to rust.
                             E                A
If you need somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

Trust yourself,
Trust yourself to know the way that will prove true in the end.
Trust yourself,
Trust yourself to find the path where there is no if and when.
Don't trust me to show you the truth
When the truth may only be ashes and dust.

Never Gonna Be the Same Again

A Asus4      A Asus4

A
Now you're here beside me, baby,
D/a             E
You're a living dream.
    A
And every time you get this close
   D/a              E
It makes me want to scream.
    F6
You touched me and you knew
           A                D
That I was warm for you and then,
                    E            A
I ain't never gonna be the same again.

Sorry if I hurt you, baby,
Sorry if I did.
Sorry if I touched the place
Where your secrets are hid.
But you meant more than everything,
And I could not pretend,
I ain't never gonna be the same again.

Clean-Cut Kid

D7
Everybody wants to know why he couldn't adjust

Adjust to what, a dream that bust?
         A
He was a clean-cut kid
         D7 [n.c.]
But they made a killer out of him,

That's what they did
They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is
They put ideas in his head he thought were his
He was a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out of him,
That's what they did
He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band
When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand
He was a clean-cut kid

I'll Remember You

C    F/c    C    F/c

C             F
I'll remember you
F/g                          C
 When I've forgotten all the rest,
C              F
You to me were true,
F/g                 C
 You to me were the best.
           C
When there is no more,
    C7
You cut to the core
F             C/e      Dm      /e  F
 Quicker than anyone I knew.
C
 When I'm all alone
F
 In the great unknown,
F/g           C
I'll remember you.

I'll remember you
At the end of the trail,
I had so much left to do,
I had so little time to fail.
There's some people that
You don't forget,

Seeing the Real You at Last

[Intro: 4x riff]

        "D"                         E
Well, I thought that the rain would   cool things down
"D"                     E
   But it looks like it don't.
"D"                    E
I'd like to get you to change your mind
"D"                         E
   But it looks like you won't.
     A
From now on I'll be busy,
E
Ain't goin' nowhere fast.
B
I'm just glad it's over
                   D    A             [riff]
And I'm seeing the real you at last.

Well, didn't I risk my neck for you,
Didn't I take chances?
Didn't I rise above it all for you,

Union Sundown

A

         A                          G
Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore,
                        A
My flashlight's from Taiwan,
   A                   G
My tablecloth's from Malaysia,
                             A
My belt buckle's from the Amazon.
               A                                 G
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
                                  A
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet,
       A                            G
It was put together down in Argentina
                               A

License to Kill

C                    Am                     G                C
Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
       C            Am              G
And if things don't change soon, he will.
    F                    C
Oh, man has invented his doom,
                            F
First step was touching the moon.
               Am /g F       Am /g F
Now, there's a woman   on my block,
         Am /g    F                   Am /g  F
She just sit there as the night grows still.

Neighborhood Bully

E

          D            A                    E
Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man,
    D       A                 E
His enemies say he's on their land.
     G          D                           A
They got him outnumbered about a million to one,
       A            E         G           D
He got no place to escape to, no place to run.
                      A          D A      D A     D A
He's the neighborhood bully.

The neighborhood bully just lives to survive,
He's criticized and condemned for being alive.

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