40 acessos
Riff 1
e|------------------------|
B|------------------------|
G|------------------------|
D|------------------------|
A|-----------0------------|
E|-3-3-3-2-0---3-2-0-0-0--|
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the air was more than human
the heat was more than hungry Em
the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
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the bulls were running wild
because their big and mean and sacred Em
the children were playing cricket with no shoes
B
the next morning we woke up
with a seven hour drive
C
there we were in stuck in port blaire
where boats break and children stare
G D
there were so many fewer questions
Em Bm C Bm Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
G D
and there were so many fewer questions
Em Bm C Bm Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
Riff 1
disembarking from the port
with no mistakes of any sort Em
moving south the engine running smooth
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officials were quite friendly
once we drowned them with our sweet talk Em
and bribed them with our cigarettes and booze
B
the next morning we woke up
with the sunrise to the right
C
Moving back north to port claire
Where boats break and children stare
G D
there were so many fewer questions
Em Bm C Bm Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
G D
and there were so many fewer questions
Em Bm C Bm Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
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Riff 2:
e|--5-5p3-0-8-7-5-3p0-0----------|
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G|-------------------------------| (3x)
D|-------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------|
e|--5-5p3-0-10-8-5-7------|
B|------------------------|
G|------------------------|
D|------------------------|
A|------------------------|
E|------------------------|