Round Here Karaoke - Counting Crows

This title is a cover of Round Here as made famous by Counting Crows

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Tempo: variable (around 94 BPM)

In the same key as the original: G

Duration: 05:29 - Preview at: 02:23

Release date: 1993
Genres: Rock, In English
Original songwriters: David Bryson, Adam Duritz, David A Janusko, Dan Ryan Jewett, Christopher C Roldan, Steve Bowman, Charles Thomas Gillingham, Matthew Mark Malley

All files available for download are reproduced tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Round Here

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again
I don't know
Maria says she's dying
Through the door
I hear her crying, why?
I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here
Something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house and takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here
We all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions but we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Oh oh oh oh
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning
She says it's only in my head
She says shh, I know it's only in my head
But the girl on car in the parking lot says man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?
Then she looks up at the building and says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life
She must be tired of something
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here hey man, got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very very very late
I can't see nothin' nothin' round here oh
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me 'cos I'm falling down on you
I said I'm under the gun
Round here
Oh man I said
I'm under the gun
Round here
But I can't see nothin' nothin'
Round here

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