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Verses D A Em G
Matt Bradley's got the broken teeth
He wears a jean jacket with a bullet in the sleeve
He's just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along I sing along
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
Doug Deluca's voice could break a heart
I recorded every song
I used up three whole tapes, and put 'em in a box
To give away To break a heart
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
Bm A G
When the boys sing their songs
Bm A G
And the kids they sing along...
Bm A G
I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
Bm A G
And I sing along, I sing along
INTRO
Cory Branan's got an evil streak
And a way with words that'll bring you to your knees
Oh he can play the wildest shows and he can sing so sweet
I still sing along
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
My tears don't matter much, They don't matter much
Bm A G
When the boys sing their songs
Bm A G
And the kids they sing along...
Bm A G
I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
Bm A G
And I sing along, I sing along
