| id0 |
383 |
| title |
My brave face |
| artist |
Paul McCartney |
| year |
1989 |
| album |
Flower in the dirt |
| playable |
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mybraveface_paulmccartney |
| transpose |
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| count |
3 |
| status0 |
0 |
| lastdate |
1754786292 |
| ip |
216.73.216.246/Mozilla/5.0 AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko; compatible; ClaudeBot/1.0; +claudebot@anthropic.com) |
| originalkey |
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My brave, my brave, my brave face.
I've been living in style,
Unaccustomed as I am
To the luxury life,
I've been hitting the town
And it didn't hit back.
I've been doing the rounds
Unaccustomed as I am
To the time on my hands,
Now I don't have to tell anybody
When I'm going to get back.
Ever since you went away
I've had this sentimental inclination
Not to change a single thing,
As I pull the sheet back on the bed,
I want to go bury my head
In your pillow.
Now that I'm alone again
I can't stop breaking down again,
The simplest things set me off again
And take me to that place
Where I can't find my brave face,
Where I can't find my brave face,
My brave, my brave, my brave face.
My brave face.
I've been living a lie
Unaccustomed as I am
To the work of the housewife,
I've been breaking up
Dirty dishes and throwing them away.
Ever since you left I have been trying to
Compose a 'baby will you please come home' note
Meant for you.
As I clear away another
Untouched t.v. dinner
From the table I laid for two.
Now that I'm alone again
I can't stop breaking down again,
The simplest things set me off again
And take me to that place
Where I can't find my brave face,
Where I can't find my brave face,
My brave, my brave, my brave face.
My brave face.
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