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So play the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of pain
If you want to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't
Don't play the chords of fame

Found him by the stage last night
He was breathing his last breath
A bottle of gin and a cigarette
Was all that he had left
Well I can see you're playing music
'Cause you carry your guitar
But God help the troubadour
Who tries to be a star

So play the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of pain
If you want to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't
Don't play the chords of fame

I've seen my share of hustlers
As they try to take the world
When they find their melody
They're surrounded by thе girls
But it all fades so quickly
Like a sunny summer's day
Rеporters ask you questions
They write down what you say
So play the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of pain
If you want to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't
Don't play the chords of fame
(Oh come on Charmers)

So play the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of pain
And if you want to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't
Don't play the chords of fame

They'll rob you of your innocence
They will put you up for sale
The more that you will find success
The more that you will fail
Oh I've been around, I've had my share
And I really can't complain
But I wonder who I left behind
The other side of fame
So play the chords of love, my friend
Play the chords of pain
If you want to keep your song
Don't, don't, don't
Don't play the chords of fame
Don't play the chords of fame

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