Tom: B
Intro : F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
1.Strophe:
B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
Growing up on Cinnamon Street
B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet,
B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
It's seven o'clock, the breakfast treat.
B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat.
B5 A5 A E
All the dreams are tiny ones,
F#m B F#5 E5
another week has just begun on Cinnamon Street.
2.Strophe:
There was a girl on Cinnamon Street,
the same age as me, we shared the curiosity.
I won her heart cos I could play guitar.
I promised her heaven at once and later all the stars.
But it all remained the same
cos things can never change
Refrain:
A
on Cinnamon Street.
E
I can hear my heartbeat
Bm
the very first time we made love,
A E
life was a lazy rest in the sun.
A E
Oh , Later we went dancing,
Bm
staying up all night long
A
playing all our favourite songs,
F#m E5 B5 B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na na na na.
3.Strophe:
I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street.
Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet.
I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread,
it's in my blood since the day I was born
'til I wake up... dead.
And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red,
Refrain:
A
on Cinnamon Street.
E
I can hear my heartbeat
Bm
the very first time we made love,
A E
life was a lazy rest in the sun.
A E
Oh , Later we went dancing,
Bm
staying up all night long
A
playing all our favourite songs,
F#m E5 B5 B5 A5 F#5 E5 B5 A5 F#5 E5
Cinnamon songs: Oh oh na na na na na.
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