D
At sixteen she quit high school
to make her fortune in the promised land
G
She got a job behind the counter in an
D
all night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama
Bm
'Now mama don't you worry none'
D
From small things, mama
A D
Big things one day come
It was late one Friday he pulled in out of the dark
G
He was tall and handsome; first she
D
took his order, then she took his heart
They bought a house on the hillside
Bm
Where little feet soon would run
D
From small things, mama
A D
Big things one day come
G
Oh but love is fleeting
D
it's sad but true
G
But when your heart is beating
A
You don't wanna hear the news
D
She packed her bags and
with a Wyomie County real estate man
G
She ran down to Tampa
D
In and 'El Dorado Grande'
She wrote back, 'Dear Mama
Bm
Life is just heaven in the sun
D
From small things, mama
A D
Big things one day come'
Well alright...
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D G D Bm D A D
G
Well she shot him dead
D
On a sunny Florida road
G
When they caught her all she said
A
Was she couldn't stand the way he drove
D
Back home dear Johnny
Prays for his baby's parole
G
He waits on the hillside
D
Where the Wyomie waters roll
At his feet and almost grown now
Bm
A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
D
Well from small things, mama
A D
Big things one day come
Well from small things, mama
A D
Big things one day come
Composição de Bruce Springsteen