Big Hurts Come From Little White Lies

D A D D G D Mighty oaks from little acorns grow, tall plants G D come from tiny seeds you sow. A7 D G Low hills turn into mountains, don't you realize, D A7 D big hurts can come, from little white lies. A7 D G D A7 D Tornadoes once were soft gentle winds, fire is just G D a warm flame when it begins. A7 D G But fire out of hand, can cut men down, like they were flies. D A7 D Big hurts can come, from little white lies. D Em A7 D You told me little white lies just to be kind. D Em A7 D Oh, those little white lies broke this heart of mine. Eb (Little white lies.) Bb7 Eb Ab Eb Oh, all those words you said at the start. Eb Ab Eb Could have built such high hopes here in my heart. Eb Ab Now, there's oceans of teardrops flowing from my eyes. Eb Bb7 Eb Big hurts can come, from little white lies. Ab Eb Bb7 Eb Big hurts can come, from little white lies. A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.