Jefferson Airplane - Third Week In The Chelsea, аккорды песни для гитары
Intro: D G 4x (fingerpick)
D G Em D D A G Em D
D G Em D D A G Em Bm
D A G Em G D
D G 4x
D G Em D
Sometimes I feel like I am leaving
life behind
D A G Em D
My hands are movin' faster
than the movement of my mind
D G Em D
Thoughts and generations of my dreams
of my dreams are yet unborn
D A G Em Bm
Hope that I can find them 'fore my movin'
gets too worn
D A G Em G D
If only I could live to see the dawning
of the dawn
D G 4x
(Repeat throughout song)
So we go on moving trying to make
this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing
what we really feel
Straining every nerve ending
and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone
has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste
of that reality
On an early New York mornin'
a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know
at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes
that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth there was nothing
left inside
So I walked into the little room
and whistled like a sigh
As dawn light closed around me
my head was still in gear
Thinking thoughts of playing more
and singing loud and clear
Trying to reach a friend somewhere
and make that person smile
Maybe pull myself away from that
old lonesome mile
That often comes to haunt me
in the morning
Em Bm A D
All my friends keep telling me
that it would be a shame
D Em Bm D
To break up such a grand success
and tear apart a name
Em Bm A D
But all I know is what I feel
whenever I'm not playin'
Em Bm A
Emptiness ain't where it's at
and neither's feeling pain
Well now what is going to happen now
is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love
I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun
is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin'
another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further
down the road
Outro: D G 4x D A G Em G D
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Jefferson Airplane - Third Week In The Chelsea, аккорды песни для гитары
Intro: D G 4x (fingerpick)
D G Em D D A G Em D
D G Em D D A G Em Bm
D A G Em G D
D G 4x
D G Em D
Sometimes I feel like I am leaving
life behind
D A G Em D
My hands are movin' faster
than the movement of my mind
D G Em D
Thoughts and generations of my dreams
of my dreams are yet unborn
D A G Em Bm
Hope that I can find them 'fore my movin'
gets too worn
D A G Em G D
If only I could live to see the dawning
of the dawn
D G 4x
(Repeat throughout song)
So we go on moving trying to make
this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing
what we really feel
Straining every nerve ending
and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone
has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste
of that reality
On an early New York mornin'
a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know
at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes
that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth there was nothing
left inside
So I walked into the little room
and whistled like a sigh
As dawn light closed around me
my head was still in gear
Thinking thoughts of playing more
and singing loud and clear
Trying to reach a friend somewhere
and make that person smile
Maybe pull myself away from that
old lonesome mile
That often comes to haunt me
in the morning
Em Bm A D
All my friends keep telling me
that it would be a shame
D Em Bm D
To break up such a grand success
and tear apart a name
Em Bm A D
But all I know is what I feel
whenever I'm not playin'
Em Bm A
Emptiness ain't where it's at
and neither's feeling pain
Well now what is going to happen now
is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love
I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun
is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin'
another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further
down the road
Outro: D G 4x D A G Em G D
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