{t:Needles And Pins} {st:The Searchers} {st:(S. Bono - J. Nitsche)} {c:intro} I saw her tod[A]ay, I saw her face It was the face I l[F#m]oved, and I knew I had to run aw[A]ay and get down on my knees and [F#m]pray That they'd go away But still they'd beg[A]in Those needles and p[F#m]ins Because of all my pr[D]ide The tears I gotta h[E]ide Hey, I though I was smart, I'd won her heart Didn't think I'd do, but now I see She's worse to him than me, let her go ahead Take his love instead, and one day she will see Just how to say please And get down on her knees Hey, that's how it begins She'll feel those needles and pins, hurtin' her, hurtin' her [E] [D#] [D] [C#] Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm [B]wrong, I'm wrong, so wrong W[A]hy can't I stand up and tell myself I'm st[G#]rong Because I saw her tod[C#]ay, I saw her face It was the face I l[A#m]oved, and I knew I had to run a[C#]way and get down on my knees and [A#m]pray That they'd go away But still they'd be[C#]gin Needles and [A#m]pins Because of all my p[F#]ride The tears I gotta h[G#]ide {c:outro} Oh, needles and p[C#]ins Needles and pins Needles and pins