Song Title: Pockets of my JeansArtist: Koos KombuisTabbed By: Alex B Broadway------------------------------------Intro:G C D C x 3G C D CI saw you turn the other cheek and smile.G C D CI saw my father walk that lonely mile.G C D CI saw a girl with a guitar at the crack of dawn.G C D CI saw a beggar sitting in the cold with just an old Nirvana T-Shirt on.G C D C x 2G C D CI saw the flames of Jupiter reach across the sky.G C D CI saw a preacher selling expensive lies, and didnt bother to ask him why.G C D CI saw four young men from nowhere change the world with yeah, yeah, yeah.G C D CI saw blood against the window of a florist shop somewhere.G C D C x 2EmThere's so many things I saw today, I don't know what do or say,G D CI'm scared of thinking what it meansEmI just thought you'd like to see them too, so I bought these pictures home to youG D EmStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG D EmStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG D CStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG C D C x 2G C D CI heard the winter's first and only snowflake fall.G C D CI heard the sound of rustling skirts like Degas sketches in a mallG C D CI heard the whisper of the traffic in a hubcap down on second beach.G C D CI heard the crying of discarded kids, somewhere desperately out of reach.G C D CI heard the bells of freedom chime for black South AfricaG C C DI heard Americans talk like Americans, pretending to be Americans,everywhere, even in AmericaEmTheres so many things I heard today, I don't know what to do or say.G D CI'm scared of thinking what it meansEmI just thought you'd like to hear them too, so I bought their soundtrack backto youG D EmStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG D EmStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG D CStuffed in the pockets of my jeansG C D C x 4G C D CI know the end is coming, and it doesnt matter when.G C D CI know the end is a beginning, it happens ever now and then.G C D CWorlds collide and tears explode.G C D COur songs are S.O.S. percussion messages in Morse codeG C D CI know the kids can hear me, there's nothing to explainG C D CI hear murmurs of disapproval, but they won't make me change my name againG C D C x 2EmSo whatever this is all about, I'll say it straight; I'll sing it out.G C D CWe don't need no one to tell us what it meansEmI'm sure you got some pictures too, with no one else to show them toG D EmStuffed in the pockets of your jeansG D EmStuffed in the pockets of your jeansG D CStuffed in the pockets of our jeansG C D C x 2
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