Journey, Douglas Berti
Abm, B, E, Ebm, Gb
Working hard to get my fills
Everybody wants the thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
Well the movie never ends
it goes on and on and on and on strangers waiting up and down the
boulevard their shadows searching in the night streetlights people living just to
To find emotion hiding somewhere in the night