2 acessos
A D How long since I got some sleep A D How long since she grew her hair to keep A D The night from getting colder for A D Dm The owl living upon her shoulder CHORUS F#m B Dm A 'Cause one way or the other she will drink my blood like wine F#m B Dm A The only question left is whether that day the horns will sound F#m B Dm A And one way or the other it will keep me dragging on D For hell knows how long VERSE A D And now the carnival band is gone A D This land reaching from the riverside where it begins to the hour where it ends Dm It belongs to me or at least that's what she pretends CHORUS F#m B Dm A 'Cause one way or the other she will drink my blood like wine F#m B Dm A The only question left is whether that day the horns will sound F#m B Dm A And one way or the other it will keep me dragging on D For hell knows how long OUTRO F#m D Like the oldest was sent ahead of the other A In the middle of a small town where everybody sleeps with friend and enemy E (F) F#m one after the other F#m D Yeah baby that's where we were born for each other A E (F) F#m F#m D A Raise your glass to the nighttime and the ways E (F) F#m To choose a mood and have it replaced