Death Cab For Cutie - Portable Television, аккорды песни для гитары
Intro: G
Verse 1:
G
Portable television, shrouded in snow
Am C/G
In a raggedy van on the side of the road
G
The night it had frozen through my little bones
Am C/G
So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold
Chorus 1:
G Am C/G
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
G Am C/G G
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
Verse 2:
Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves
Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me
And where we were going it was built like a lie
But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn't question why
Chorus 2:
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
Bridge:
C/G G
I saw it in the soil just recently
Am G
Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed
C/G G
And here laid the father, and here stood the son
Am G C/G
Where the road meets the horizon for everyone, for everyone
Verse 3:
Portable television, take us away
From this burden of reflection we've carried today
Oh, the generator's running but there's nothing on the air
And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare
Chorus 3:
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
Death Cab For Cutie - Portable Television, аккорды песни для гитары
Intro: G
Verse 1:
G
Portable television, shrouded in snow
Am C/G
In a raggedy van on the side of the road
G
The night it had frozen through my little bones
Am C/G
So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold
Chorus 1:
G Am C/G
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
G Am C/G G
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
Verse 2:
Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves
Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me
And where we were going it was built like a lie
But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn't question why
Chorus 2:
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
Bridge:
C/G G
I saw it in the soil just recently
Am G
Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed
C/G G
And here laid the father, and here stood the son
Am G C/G
Where the road meets the horizon for everyone, for everyone
Verse 3:
Portable television, take us away
From this burden of reflection we've carried today
Oh, the generator's running but there's nothing on the air
And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare
Chorus 3:
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
And oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h
