Am F G
You were born in 67
Em Am F G Em
About nine o'clock at night
Am F
A couple of years before
G Em Am F G Em
I lost control and ended up inside
Am F G
The clouds in Camarillo
Em Am F G
Shimmer with the lights, that's so unreal.
Em Am F G
Now I fear the stories, that they told me
Em Am F G Em
Of how I hurt my baby, must be somehow true.
tuning: C#m A B Abm