Summer of 89 — аккорды для укулеле
Аккорды:
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Intro
A D D A
O-oh-ooohh
A E E A
O-oh-ooohh
Verse
1:
A
Changing strings,
D
And banging on things
A E
A couple of girls from the school
A
Would listen to KISS
D
(With rockets for fists)
A E A
Acting like Saturdays fool
A
Learned how to smoke,
D
Told dirty jokes
A E
Talked about loose girls from Rome
A
I made out with most of them
D
So I raised a toast to them
A E A
Especially now that I'm old
Bridge
1:
D A E
And they're 45 with husbands who don't like their wives
D A E
3 or 4 kids, make enough to survive
D
In their paper mill jobs
A
While their teen heartthrobs
E
Are playing in bands
E
Or they're dead
Chorus
A
Can I go back to when
D
I was the winner
A
Way before the rain came
E
And washed away the sinners
A
Everyone was something and
D E
Nothing was done right or wrong-ooh
Verse
2:
A D
Smothering the cover of a '69 summer
A E
Played through a speaker of fuzz
A D
Nobody knew bryan adams wasn't cool
A E
The TV just told me he was
A D
Always heard the sound get me out of this town
A E
Resonating clear on my head
A D
Chuck ran away with our gear and the drugs
A E
I'm pretty sure that he's dead
Bridge
2:
D
Or he's 46 and alone,
A E
Cast the heaviest stone,
D A E
Suburban cover band playing bad to the bone
D A
In a bath tub of meth
E
You can smell your own death
E
You know when you can't look the past in the eye
Chorus
A
Can I go back to when
D
I was the winner
A
Way before the rain came
E
And washed away the sinners
A
Everyone was something and
D E
(And I could never do any wrong)
Verse
A
Went back to the woods
D
Where I hid all my goods
A E
In a rusted out cadillac door
A
we all get nostalgic
D
And fall for the hat trick
A E
Of thinking it'll be like before
Bridge
A
Like the football jocks
D
Trying to please their pops
A E
And the stoners aping everything their bad uncles taught
A
And the teachers who cared
D
Мore than I ever knew,
A
And knew I played clubs
E
Let me sleep through school
A
And my day job boss
D
Who wrote it up as a loss
A E
But let me leave when i wanted and I never got caught
A
Sleeping out on the field
D
In the back of my truck
A
Breaking into the bars
E
Steal the beer and getting fucked
A D
By a girl twice my age, making minimum wage
A
But the tan lines were good
E
And she had a good face
A
Is this what I've become
D
Is this all I've become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
A
When do I become
E
When do I become
Chorus
A
Can I go back to when
D
I was the winner
A
Way before the rain came
E
And washed away the sinners
A
Everyone was something and
D E
And I could never do any wrong
Outro
A D D A
O-oh-ooohh
A E E A
O-oh-ooohh