Вступление
[Verse 1]
C
Well, the pink parachutes, they come on slow
Dm
And some nights they just don't open at all
AmF
And you wait on the edge of the rise
C
She gave me blue kisses on the mesa top
Dm
And we were stoned and buried in the rocks
AmF
And all those empty miles
CDmAmF
Just roll, roll away
CDmAmF
They roll, roll away
[Verse 2]
C
She introduced me to a Peruvian queen
Dm
Said the best feel of all is not feeling a thing
AmF
And she pointed to a line in the stars
C
We sat at a piano with only white keys
Dm
It went on forever and never did lead
AmF
To nowhere and on into the dark
CDmAmF
Where you roll, roll away
CDmAmF
Where you roll, roll away
[Instrumental]
CDmAmFCDmAmF
[Outro]
DmAm
And oh, it's been a long time coming home
F
With that red moon sinking low
C
I say so long
DmAm
You know, before that morning comes
F
Just shine that crooked sun
C
I'll be gone
[Instrumental]
DmAmFCDmAmFCDmAmFC (Hold C)
CDmAmFCDmAmFCDmAmFCDmAmF
(Repeat intrumental as long as you like)