Реклама на Куличках     

Аккорды песен:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
АБВГДЕЖЗИКЛМНОПРСТУФХЦЧШЩЭЮЯ


Тексты песен :     A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

Еще аккорды данного исполнителя

-->




COUNTING CROWS

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1996 20:01:28 -0800 From: "Michael A. Mazur" Subject: CRD: Counting Crows, "Chelsea" CRD: "Chelsea" Counting Crows Transcribed by Michael A. Mazur (mmazur@wpi.edu) Intro and verse: (Piano arranged for guitar) F Bb F Bb |-----------|-----------------|-----------|-----------| |--------1--|--------3-----1--|--------1--|--------3--| |--------2--|--------3--------|--------2--|--------3--| |-----------|-----------------|-----------|-----------| |-----------|--1--1-----------|-----------|--1--1-----| |--1--1-----|-----------------|--1--1-----|-----------| F Bb F Bb I never go to New York City these days Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me And maybe in a month or two, maybe when things are different for me maybe when things are different for you And all of this shit sticks in my head Chorus: Gm Csus2/G Bb Gm Bb Bbsus2 Is anything different these days? Gm Bb The light in her eyes goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways But maybe things are different these days It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me Is anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways But maybe things are different these days I dream I'm in New York City some nights I dream I'm in New York City some nights. Angels flow down from all the buildings Something about an angel just kills me I keep hoping something will Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyways Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different, Maybe things are different these days The light goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways Maybe things are different...... these days.







                       


Copyright © Музыкальный Портал на Куличках 1999-2007      music@kulichki.com


       
Реклама в Интернет