Taste Of A Champion Chords by Brother Firetribe

[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] You lost the grip, took it on the chin, _ falling from grace was the beginning. _
[D#m] It was a wake up call, a call for arms, [G#m] back on the long road to [G#] winning. _ _
[A] You'd have to walk through the fire, _
[B] _ _ blood, sweat and tears. _
[F#m] _ _ Divocacy would end up like this, [E] you just rise up [B] and believe. _
[C#m] Not from the [A] car, give back the taste [B] of the champion. _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ Hold your heart, [A] _ raking the taste [B] of the champion.
_ _ _ Stand [A] for the triumph, with the heart [B] of a lion, got the taste [C#m] of the champion.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
[C#m] Back on the track, _ wheel of steel, it's all about determination. _ _
[G#m] Aim for the crown, the [B] highest [G#m] prize, ready to cause a sensation. _
[A] You slip right out of the _ darkness, [B] first down from your _ father's door. _ _
[F#m] Never again let it slip through your hands, [E] it's just too heavy [B] to hold. _
[C#m] Not from the [A] top, give back the taste [B] of the champion. _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ Raking the taste [B] of the champion.
_ _ _ Stand [A] for the triumph, with the heart [B] of a lion, got the taste [C#] of the champion. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ No one [B] doesn't kill you, [F#m] _ _ _ but [A] Ronan. _
[E] _ _ Stand and [B] deliver, _ [A] with your head in the [B] pounds, feet firmly on [C#m] the ground.
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[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[C#m] Not from the [A] top, give back the taste [B] of the champion. _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ Hold your [A] heart, raking the taste [B] of the champion.
_ _ _ Not [C#m] from the top, _ _ [A] _ give back the taste [B] of the champion.
_ _ [E] Hold _
[C#m] _ your heart, [A] _ raking the taste [B] of the champion.
_ _ _ Stand [A] for the triumph, with the heart [B] of a lion, got the taste of the champion. _ _ _ _ _ _