2 acessos
A Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 [Verse 1] A Pasty-faced villains D A Asus4 Chalkware pilfers dimes D Pasty-faced villains A Asus4 A My baubles ain't your kind E A Asus4 A 'Cause when a Buffalo boy trades he nickels for rhymes A Oh, gather up Sunday D A Asus4 A Sunday makes things right D Say, rail against Persimmon A Asus4 A Clothed in bat thorn fright E A Asus4 A 'Cause to dash from one outdrawn you make sun rise [Bridge] D D Tears from our maker, fall like rain D D On a windshield in that vast, old A B E motion in picture that they call our reflection in the flesh, in the flash [Verse 2] A You could court an union D A Asus4 A To shine me like you could D You mourn as Delilah A Asus4 A Her best was hardly good E A Asus4 A So now a buffalo boy leaves, he gains sainthood [Bridge] D D Tears from our maker, fall like rain D On a windshield in the vast, old A B E motion in picture that they call our reflection in the flash shorn from mist [Verse 3] A Oh, when ought we marry D A Asus4 A And drink to Artesian wealth D So when ought we marry D A Asus4 A Bethroded beneath the shells E A Asus4 A 'Cause any thirst that slows your gait is still a spell E A Asus4 A Yes any thirst that slows your gait, is still a spell