The Statler Brothers - Bed Of Roses, аккорды песни для гитары

G
                          
C
              
G
  
She was called a scarlet woman by the people 
                                           
D7
  
Who would go to church but left me in the street 
         
G
                     
C
  
With no parents of my own I never had a home 
        
A7
                                
D7
  
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat 
 
 
G
                      
C
            
G
  
She found me outside one Sunday morning 
                                   
D
  
Begging money from a man I didn't know 
     
G
                
C
               
G
  
She took me in and wiped away my childhood 
                
D7
                  
G
  
D7
  
 
A
  woman of the streets this lady Rose 
 
      
G
        
C
               
G
  
This bed of Rose's that I lay on 
                            
D7
  
Where I was taught to be a man 
      
G
        
C
                
G
  
This bed of Rose's where I'm living 
                     
D7
          
G
  
D7
  
Is the only kind of life I understand 
 
 
G
                    
C
            
G
  
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five 
                                   
D7
  
Who was spoken to in town by very few 
     
G
                
C
  
She managed a late evening business 
      
A7
                               
D7
  
Like most of the town wished they could do 
 
       
G
                 
C
                       
G
  
And I learned all the things that a man should know 
                                
D7
  
From a woman not approved of I suppose 
         
G
              
C
            
G
  
But she died knowing that I really loved her 
                   
D7
              
G
  
D7
  
Of life's bramble bush I picked a rose 
  
Repeat #3

G
                          
C
              
G
  
She was called a scarlet woman by the people 
                                           
D7
  
Who would go to church but left me in the street 
         
G
                     
C
  
With no parents of my own I never had a home 
        
A7
                                
D7
  
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat 
 
 
G
                      
C
            
G
  
She found me outside one Sunday morning 
                                   
D
  
Begging money from a man I didn't know 
     
G
                
C
               
G
  
She took me in and wiped away my childhood 
                
D7
                  
G
  
D7
  
 
A
  woman of the streets this lady Rose 
 
      
G
        
C
               
G
  
This bed of Rose's that I lay on 
                            
D7
  
Where I was taught to be a man 
      
G
        
C
                
G
  
This bed of Rose's where I'm living 
                     
D7
          
G
  
D7
  
Is the only kind of life I understand 
 
 
G
                    
C
            
G
  
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five 
                                   
D7
  
Who was spoken to in town by very few 
     
G
                
C
  
She managed a late evening business 
      
A7
                               
D7
  
Like most of the town wished they could do 
 
       
G
                 
C
                       
G
  
And I learned all the things that a man should know 
                                
D7
  
From a woman not approved of I suppose 
         
G
              
C
            
G
  
But she died knowing that I really loved her 
                   
D7
              
G
  
D7
  
Of life's bramble bush I picked a rose 
  
Repeat #3