Five Short Minutes Jim Croce
Lyrics and guitar chords
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Well she was standing by my dressing roomAfter the show asking for my autograph and
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asked if she could go back to my D7
motel roomBut the rest is just a tragic
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taleBecause
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five short minutes of loveWill cost me
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twenty long years in A
jailWell like a
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fool in a hurry I took her to my roomShe casted me in plaster while I
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sang her a tuneThen I said
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ooh ooee sure was a tragic A
taleBecause
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five short minutes of lovin’Done brought me
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twenty long years in A
jailWell then a
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judge and a jury sat me in a roomThey say that robbin’ the cradle
Is worse than
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robbin’ the tombThen I said
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ooh ooee sure was a tragic A
tale(wasn’t worth it, wasn’t worth it)
Because
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five short minutes of loveWill cost me
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twenty long years in A
jailWhen I
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get out of this prison gonna be forty fiveI’ll know that I used to like to do it
But I
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won’t remember whyI’ll say
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ooh ooee sure was a tragic A
tale(wasn’t worth it, wasn’t worth it)
Because
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five short minutes of loveWill cost me
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twenty long years in A
jailBecause
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five short minutes of loveWill cost me
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twenty long years in A
jail
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