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A _ _ _
D A I _ _
D _ .
A looked under
D chairs,
A I looked under
D tables,
A I tried to find the
D key
A to fifty million
D fables,.
they call me the seeker.
_
C _
D _ I've been searching
A low and high, _
D _
A _ _ _ _ .
C I won't get to get what
G I'm.
after, till the day
A I die.
_ _
D _
A _ _ _
D _ .
A I asked Bobby Dylan, I asked the Beatles, I asked Timothy
D Leary,.
A but he couldn't help me
D either, they call me the seeker.
_
C _
D _ I've been
A searching low and.
high, _
D _
A _ _ _ .
C I won't get to get what I'm
G after, till the day I
A die.
_ _
D _
A _ _ _
D _ .
People tend to hate me, cause.
I never smile,
A as I ransack their homes, they wanna shake my hand.
_
D _ .
Focusin' on nowhere,.
investigating miles,
E I'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man.
_ _
A _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ I _ _
Am _ _ _ _ _
D _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _
A _ _ .
Am _ _ _ _ _ _ _
C.
won't get to get what
G I'm.
after, till the day
A I die.
_ .
_ _ _ _ _ _
D I learned how to
D raise my voice in anger, _
A ever look at my face.
and glisten smile.
_
D I'm happy when life's good, and when it's bad I cry,
E values that I don't.
know how or why.
_
A _ I'm looking for me, you're looking for you, we're looking at each other.
and we don't know what to do, they
D call me the seeker.
_
C _ .
D _ I've been
A searching low and high, _ _ .
_ _ _
B _
C I won't get to get
G what I'm after, till the day I
A die.
_ _ _ .
_ _ _
C I won't get to get what I'm
G after,.
till the day I die.
A _ _
D _ _
C _
A _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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