DAUGHTER
Recorded by Beyonce
Album : COWBOY CARTER (2024)
(Non Capo)
(Intro.)
|(Am) / / / |(C) / / / |(C) / (E) / |(Am) / /
(Verse 1)
Your (Am)body laid out on these filthy (C)floors
Your (C)bloodstains on my (E)custom cou-(Am)tures
Bath-(E)room attendant let me (C)right in
She was a big (E)fan
(Am) I really tried to stay (C)cool
But your (C)arrogance dis-(E)turbed my sol-(Am)itude
Now I (F)ripped your dress and you're all black and (C)blue
Look what you made (E)me do
(Refrain)
They keep (Dm)sayin' that I ain't nothin' like my (Am)father
But I'm the (E)furthest thing from choir boys and (Am)altars
If you (Dm)cross me, I'm just like my (Am)father
I am (E)colder than Titanic (Am)water
(Chorus)
Help me, (Dm)Lord, from these fantasies in my (Am)head
They ain't ever been (Am)safe ones
I don't fellowship with these (E)fakе ones
So let's (Am)travel to whitе chapels and sing (Dm)hymns
Hold rosaries, and (Am)sing in stained glass symphonies
(E)Cleanse me, Holy Trinity, from this (Am)marijuana smoke smell in my hair
(Verse 2)
(Am)I sashayed my (C)dress
Did my (C)best impression of a (E)damsel in dis-(Am)tress
This (F)alcohol and smell of re-(C)gret
Allured my (E)catch
(Am)Outfit too small to hide my (C)scars
Feelin' (C)bottled up like (E)bottle service (Am)broads
(F)How long can he hold his (C)breath before his (E) death?
(Bridge)
(Dm)Caro mio (Am)ben
(E)Credimi al-(Am)men
(Dm)Senza di (Am)te
(E)Languisce il (Am)cor
(Dm)Il tuo (Am)fedel
(E)Sospira o-(Am)gnor
(Dm)Cessa, cru-(Am)del
Tan-(E)-to (Am) rigor
(Dm) Oh, oh, oh, (Am)oh, oh, oh, oh, (E)oh, (Dm)oh, oh, (Am)oh (E)
(Dm)Oh, oh, oh, (Am)oh, oh, oh, oh, (E)oh, (Dm)oh, oh, (Am)oh
(Chorus)
Help me, (Dm)Lord, from these fantasies in my (Am)head
They ain't ever been (Am)safe ones
I don't fellowship with these (E)fakе ones
So let's (Am)travel to whitе chapels and sing (Dm)hymns
Hold rosaries, and (Am)sing in stained glass symphonies
(Dm)Cleanse me, Holy (E)Trinity
From this marijuana (Am)smoke smell in my (Dm)hair
(Outro.)
They ain't nothin' like my (Am)father
But I'm the (E)furthest thing from choir boys and (Am)altars
If you (Dm)cross me, I'm just like my (Am)father
I am (E)colder than Titanic (Am)water - - - - -
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