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The Rose
Amanda McBroom / Bette Midler: The Rose (1980)
Intro: | C | G | F | G | C | ||||
C | G | F | G | C | |
Some say | love it is a | river that | drowns the ten | der | reed, |
C | G7 | F | G | C | |
Some say | love it is a | razor that | leeds your | soul to | bleed. |
Em | Am7 | F | G7sus4 | G7 | ||
Some say | love it is a | hunger an | endless aching | need, |
G7 | C | G | F | G | C | |
I say | love it is a | flower and | you it's | only | seed. |
C | G | F | G | C | |
It's the | heart afraid of | breaking that | never | learns to | dance, |
G | F | G | C | |
It's the dream afraid of | waking but | never | takes the | chance. |
Em | Am7 | F | G7sus4 | G7 | ||
It's the | one who won't be | taken who | cannot seem to | give, |
C | G | F | G | C | |
And the | soul afraid of | dying that | never | learns to | live |
C | G | F | G | C | |
When the | night has been too | lonely and the | road has | been too | long, |
C | G | F | G | C | |
And you | think that love is | only for the | lucky | and the | strong. |
Em | Am7 | F | G7sus4 | G7 | ||
Just | remember in the | winter, far | beneath the bitter | snows, |
C | G | F | G | (n.c.) | C | |
Lies the | seed that with the | sun's love in the | spring | bec | omes the | rose. |