Исполнитель: | John Prine (English) |
Пользователь: | David Gratta |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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INTRO C
[Verse 1]
C F
As the cafe was closing
G
On a warm summer night
F G C
And Cathy was cleaning the spoons
F C
The radio played the hit parade
D G
And I hummed a long with the tune
F C
She asked me to change the station
F G
Said the song just drove her insane
C F
But it weren't just the music playing
G C
It was me that she was trying to blame.
[Chorus]
F C
And the sky is black and still now
F G
On the hill where the angels sing
F C
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
C G C
Looks just like a diamond ring
F G C
But its far, far from me
[Verse 2]
C F
Well I leaned on my left leg
G
In the parking lot dirt
F G C
And Cathy was closing the lights
F C
A june bug flew from the warmth he once knew
D G
And I wished for once I weren't right
F C
Why we used to laugh together
F G
And we'd dance to any old song.
C F
Well ya know she still laughs with me
G C
But she waits just a second too long.
[Chorus]
F C
And the sky is black and still now
F G
On the hill where the angels sing
F C
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
C G C
Looks just like a diamond ring
F G C
But its far, far from me
[Verse 3]
C F
Well I started the engine
G
And I gave it some gas
F G C
And Cathy was closing her purse
F C
Well we hadn't gone far in my beat up old car
D G
And I was prepared for the worst.
F C
Will you still see me tomorrow?
F G
No I got too much to do.
C F
Well a question ain't really a question
G C
If you know the answer too.
[Chorus]
F C
And the sky is black and still now
F G
On the hill where the angels sing
F C
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
C G C
Looks just like a diamond ring
F G C
But its far, far from me