E |
A |
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Goodbye Norma Jean, though I neve |
r knew you at all |
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E |
A |
You had the grace to hold |
yourself while those around you crawled |
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E |
A |
They crawled out of the w |
oodwork and they whispered |
into your brain |
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E |
A |
They sent you on a tread |
mill and they made you change your name |
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B |
B7 |
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And it seems to me you lived your li |
fe |
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E |
A |
Like a c |
andle in the wind |
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E |
B |
Never kn |
owing who to cling to when the r |
ain set in |
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A |
C#m |
And I would |
have liked to've known you but I was ju |
st a kid |
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B |
A |
E |
Your candle burned out lo |
ng before your l |
egend ever did |
|
Loneliness was tough, the toughest role you ever
played |
Hollywood created a superstar and pain was the price you
paid |
And even when you died, oh, the press still hounded
you |
All the papers had to say was that Marilyn was found in the
nude |
Goodbye Norma Jean, though I never knew you at all |
You had the grace to hold yourself while those around you
crawled |
Goodbye Norma Jean, from a young man in the twenty second
row |
Who sees you as something more than sexual, more
than just our Marilyn Monroe