ST. AUGUSTINES PEARS, Key D

By: Bob Hartman, Copyright 1998 House of Bob Publishing

Intro: D A Bm G (2X)

D A Bm G

Late one night I heard a knock at the door.

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The boys were really painting the town.

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I_was just another bored teenage boy

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Kickin’ up and actin’ the clown, yeah!

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One dare led to an-other dare,

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Then things were getting out of control.

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We hopped the fence and we stole the pears,

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And I threw away a part of my soul;

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Yes, I threw away apart of my soul.

D A

NOW IT’S… haunting me how I stole those pears,

Bm A G

‘Cause I loved the wrong, even though I knew a better way.

D A Bm A

Not for hunger or poverty, it was more than pears

G D A Bm G (D A Bm G) 1^st X

that I ended up throwin’ away, yeah.

Bm G (F#) 2^nd X

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Time goes by, now I’m old grey;

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those pears are just a memory.

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I would gladly pay all I have today,

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but that’s just not the problem, you see. ‘CAUSE IT’S… (to chorus …)

Bm A/C# G

Why do we love__all the things__that are wrong?

Esus E Esus E

For-bid-den fruit has a strange si-ren song.

D A G

Why do we do__what we don’t__want to do

D Asus Bm A/C# D, Bm A/C# G

when we live with regrets our whole__life through Bm A/C# D

Bm A/C# G

D A

And it’s haunting me how I stole those pears,

Bm A G

‘cause I loved the wrong__even though I knew a better way,

D A Bm A

Not for hunger or poverty, it was more than pears,

G D A Bm G

That I end-ed throwin’ away, yeah!

D A Bm G D A (ad lip…fade ;-)

Bm G

Bm G D

b.j.’s