Dont Tell Me Where Youre Going - Frog

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[Verse 1]
          
Born dead, in 

a can
          
Wacked off in 

a van
            
Played first o

             
ut of three ba

              
nds, she came 

    
in late and br

ought her man
            
Don’t be afrai

            
d, I won’t say


 anything
             
Drop the needl

             
e turn over re

             
peat, sell em 

              
on the corner 

   
of 14t​h​ st
             
This shit is a

              
 con, you’re a

  
 coward you’re

 a clown,
             
you’re never g

              
onna get the f

              
uck out of thi

    
s town yes Lor

d,
            
don’t be afrai

            
d, 6-7 on down


 yes yes
             
don’t tell me 

            
where you’re g

              
oing it hurts 

    
so bad in the 

knowing


[Chorus]
             
There’s someth

             
ing I wanna sa

y
             
I’ve missed yo

              
u ‘specially o

   
f late
             
A shadow cross

       
es her face
             
Don’t tell me 

              
where you’re g


oing
             
Cus I can’t be

         
 trusted knowi

ng


[Verse 2]
            
Daddy darling,

             
 daddy doll, j

             
ust hear me ou

          
t that’s all
             
I met a boy he

             
’s nice, found

              
 his lord and 

            
savior in Jesu

s Christ
            
Yes lord, don’

             
t be afraid, G

        
od is with us 

every day
             
pumpin Alice i

   
n Chains in th

e driveway
             
Whisper the na

              
mes of the tow


ns on the high

way


[Chorus]
             
There’s someth

             
ing I wanna sa

y
             
I’ve missed yo

              
u ‘specially o

  
f late
             
A shadow cross

        
es her face
              
Don't tell me 

              
where you're g


oing
             
Cus I can't be

          
 trusted knowi

ng


[Instrumental]



[Bridge]
            
S'4-5-6-7 on d

             
own, never gon

              
na make it out

         
 of this town,
             
oh no please d

             
on't streets o

             
f Vegas, old m

              
an says gonna 

           
make you famou

s


[Chorus]
             
Something I wa

     
nna say
             
I miss you 'sp

            
ecially of lat

e
             
A shadow cross

         
es her face
             
Don't tell me 

              
where you're g


oing
             
Cus I'm better

             
 off not knowi

ng
             
Don't tell me 

              
where you're g


oing
             
Cus I can't be

          
 trusted knowi

ng

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