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Bed Of Roses

John Bon Jovi /John Bon Jovi

H                                           F#       
Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano 
       H                                         F#             
Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I  don’t know 
         Bm                     H                   
’Cause a  bottle of vodka still lodged in my head 
         F#                                                 H     
And some blond gave me nightmares I think she’s still in my bed 
                             C#                         F#      
As I dream about movies they  won’t make of me when I’m dead 
        H                                           F#         
With an ironclad fist I wake up and French kiss the morning 
           H                                                       F#         
While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head while we’re talking 
      Bm                        H                 
About  all of the things that I long to believe 
      F#                                            
About love and the truth and what you mean to me 
        H        C#                   F#        
And the truth is baby you’re all that I need 
          Esm      C#   H      F#       
I want to  lay you in a bed of roses 
    Esm       C#         H      F#       
For tonight I sleep on a bed on nails 
          H          F#           H    F#          
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is 
    Esm C#  H              F#        
And lay you down on bed of  roses 
         H                                               F#           
Well I’m so far away that each step that I take is on my  way home 
         H                                                       F#            
A king’s ransom in dimes I’d give each night to see through this  pay phone 
        Bm                       H                     
Still I  run out of time or it’s hard to get through 
         F#                                       
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you 
H                                    C#                  F#       
 I’ll just close my eyes and whisper "baby blind love is true" 

        H                   C#                    
®: This  hotel bar hangover whiskey’s gone dry 
       F#                                                    
The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked and she’s giving me the eye 
  H                                          C#        F#      
I might have said yeah but I laughed so hard I think I died 
Solo
 

       H                                          F#            
Now as  you close your eyes know I’ll be thinking  about you 
         H                                               F#        
While my mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight  again 
          H                                                   F#        
Tonight I won’t be alone but you know that don’t mean I’m not lonely 
         H                             C#               F#        
I’ve got nothing to prove for it’s you  that I’d die to defend 
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