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"Frying Pan" (Victoria Williams)
As Performed by Evan Dando on "Sweet Relief"
Capo 2nd fret
One laugh in the middle of a struggle,
Diamond at the bottom of a puddle.
Did you ever stare at the moon, till you saw double,
I hear you walk away from trouble.
Good love, there ain t no denying,
Say bad love, somebody ain t trying
Did you ever walk some place, just take time,
Or take the fast road and get going.
And then the rules break, there s no mistake,
These are precious times, you and I,
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We walk the line.
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We walk the line.
I looked in a frying pan,
I sang a song.
I looked at a dying man.
He sang along.
#This file is the author s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
#
# For the latest collection of Lemonheads chords, go to
# http://www.uark.edu/~cbray/lemon/
#
# If you have any corrections or additions to this file, please email them
# to [email protected]
#
"Frying Pan" (Victoria Williams)
As Performed by Evan Dando on "Sweet Relief"
Capo 2nd fret
One laugh in the middle of a struggle,
Diamond at the bottom of a puddle.
Did you ever stare at the moon, till you saw double,
I hear you walk away from trouble.
Good love, there ain t no denying,
Say bad love, somebody ain t trying
Did you ever walk some place, just take time,
Or take the fast road and get going.
And then the rules break, there s no mistake,
These are precious times, you and I,
- -
We walk the line.
- -
We walk the line.
I looked in a frying pan,
I sang a song.
I looked at a dying man.
He sang along.