Aparo Angie - American, аккорды песни для гитары
Artist: Angie Aparo
Song: The American (secret song)
Album: The American
Tabbed by [email protected]
Capo 1st
F C
Sonny took a train
G C
Mary took a boat
F C
Somewhere its gonna be
G Am
Better everybody needs a little hope
F C G
Ten thousand souls waiting on bus and it never rolled
F
So it goes
Am F C
No ones leaving California
Am F G
Pacifica transic overload
F Am
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
G
And my guitar strums
I am the American
F C
Got a walking stick
G C
And an old sock hat
F C
I got dirty hands
G Am
And I got a dream to match
F C G F
I got a pocket full of government issue cures for poverty
No ones leaving California
Pacifica transic overload
All my friends live on the corner
And my guitar strums
I am the American
F C G F
F C
Under the street light, down by the water
G F
Don't worry baby, its nothing you ever knew
F C
If it makes you feel better throw down a quarter
G F
Don't worry it won't stick to your shoes
No ones leaving California
Pacifica transic overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums
And my guitar strums
I am the American
Aparo Angie - American, аккорды песни для гитары
Artist: Angie Aparo
Song: The American (secret song)
Album: The American
Tabbed by [email protected]
Capo 1st
F C
Sonny took a train
G C
Mary took a boat
F C
Somewhere its gonna be
G Am
Better everybody needs a little hope
F C G
Ten thousand souls waiting on bus and it never rolled
F
So it goes
Am F C
No ones leaving California
Am F G
Pacifica transic overload
F Am
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
G
And my guitar strums
I am the American
F C
Got a walking stick
G C
And an old sock hat
F C
I got dirty hands
G Am
And I got a dream to match
F C G F
I got a pocket full of government issue cures for poverty
No ones leaving California
Pacifica transic overload
All my friends live on the corner
And my guitar strums
I am the American
F C G F
F C
Under the street light, down by the water
G F
Don't worry baby, its nothing you ever knew
F C
If it makes you feel better throw down a quarter
G F
Don't worry it won't stick to your shoes
No ones leaving California
Pacifica transic overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums
And my guitar strums
I am the American