Chords for Burning heart live - Rock Meets Classic 2012 feat. Jimi Jamison of SURVIVOR

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_ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ Ladies [F#m] and gentlemen, please welcome from Memphis, in the USA, Mr.
Jimmy Jamison! _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Two worlds [F#] collide, rival nation.
_ [A] It's a [E] primitive clash, [C#m] feeding years [D] of frustration.
_ [F#m] Bravely we hold a ditched hope.
_ [A] There is so [E] much at stake.
[C#m] Seems our [D] freedom's up [D] against the rope.
[E] Does the town understand, [D] it's a year's past its best.
I'm mad against men.
Can any [E] nation [D] stand, alone?
[E] _ [F#m] In [D] the burning [E] hearts, just [F#m] a black tooth pressed.
Does [D] it cost four inches [E] and a quid to the [F#m] third?
In [D] the darkest night, [E] rising [A] like a [E] [F#m] spire.
In the [D] burning heart, [E] the [F#] unmistakable fire.
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[F#m] In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. _
Though [A] his body [E] says stop, [C#m] his spirit [D] cries,
[F#m] Never!
You've been a soul, a crying hillbird.
Knows it's you [E] against you.
[C#m] It's the [D] paradise that [C#m]
[D] drives us all.
[E] It's a battle of [D] wills, in the heat of the pack.
It's the passion that kills, the [E] victory is [D] yours, alone.
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[F#m] In the [D] burning [G#] hearts, just [F#m] a black tooth pressed.
[D] Does it cost four inches [F#m] and a quid to the third? _
In the [D] darkest night, [E] rising [A] like a spire.
[F#m] In the [D] burning heart, [E] the [F#] unmistakable fire.
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_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] In the burning [E] hearts, just a [F#m] black tooth pressed.
Does it [D] cost four inches [C#m] and a quid to [F#m] the third?
_ In the [D] darkest night, [E] rising [A] like a [E] spire.
[F#m] In the [D] burning heart, [E] the unmistakable [F#m] fire.
In the [D] burning hearts, [G#] just [F#m] a black tooth pressed.
Does it [D] cost four inches [E] and a quid to the [F#m] third?
[D] In the darkest night, [E] rising [A] like a [E] spire.
[F#m] In the [D] burning heart, the [E] unmistakable [F#m] fire.
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