Seven English Girls

well i’m supposed to be studying for exams right now so i figured this would be the perfect time to dick around and write this out. the piano chords are posted on ron pope’s myspace but this is just a really simple way of playing it on acoustic guitar in a completely different key. i play it with a capo on the third fret for my voice. intro: mimicks the piano version) verse i drove eleven hundred miles to find a photograph i’d lost         it’s just a polaroid i used to keep of a girl that i once loved and sleep it leads to nightmares as i never can forget             so now i’m dreaming of los angeles as the winter closes in     said i’m dreaming of los angeles as the winter closes in         *play intro chords*                                            and we met seven english girls who asked if we’d like to see God      and i’m not one for missed adventures so i answered with a smile      we spent the night on razor’s edge all innocence and sin                and now i’m strung out on the bowery as the winter closes in       now i’m strung out on the bowery as the winter closes in            chorus: and i won’t cry if you can’t love me like the way it used to feel we had our summer on long island now there’s wounds that never healed           and i won’t cry if you can’t love me like the way it used to feel we had our summer on long island now there’s wounds...that never healed *play intro chords* (for the second set stop at D)                                     (play each chord with one down stroke)                                           i’d paint a picture of my mother but i can’t recall her face she’s even far away at midnight when her laughter haunts my dreams         i ain’t never been this broken i’ve got nothing left to give       so now i’m searching for salvation as the winter closes in   i said i’m searching for salvation as the winter closes in   man i’m searching for salvation as the winter closes in       and i won’t cry if you can’t love me like the way it used to feel we had our summer on long island now there’s wounds that never healed           and i won’t cry if you can’t love me like the way it used to feel we had our summer on long island now there’s wounds that never healed           oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                  oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                  oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                  oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oh oh ohhhhhhhhhh oh oh                  outro:                       oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhh oh oh                                post script: after i post this the chords will probably misplace themselves. im not really sure how to fix that.