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the smiths - pretty girls make graves (early cello version) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
upon the sand, upon the bay
“there is a quick and easy way,” you say
before you ill_strate, i’d rather state
i’m not the man you think i am, i’m
not the man you think i am

[chorus]
and sorrow’s native son
he will not smile for anyone
and pretty girls make graves

[post_chorus]
oh, oh_oh_oh
oh_oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh

[verse 2]
end of the pier, end of the bay
you tug my arm, and say,
“give in to l_st, give love to l_st, oh
heaven knows we’ll soon be dust”
oh, i’m not the man you think i am, i’m
not the man you think i am

[chorus]
and sorrow’s native son
he will not rise for anyone
and pretty girls make graves
(oh, really?)
[post_chorus]
oh, oh_oh_oh
oh_oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh

[verse 3]
i could have been wild, and i could have been free
but naturе played this trick on me
she wants it now
and shе will not wait
but she’s too rough, and i’m too delicate
then, on the sand
another man, he takes her hand
a smile lights up her face, and well it would
i lost my faith in womanhood
i lost my faith in womanhood
i lost my faith

[post_chorus]
oh, oh_oh_oh
oh_oh, oh, oh, oh
oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh_oh

[outro]
(hand in glove…)
(the sun shines, out of our–behinds…)
(oh, oh… oh, oh…)

- the smiths

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