2 acessos
A Bm D Look Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool. A Bm There's just something about the summertime. D There's just something about the moon. A Bm D E So I'll lay a kiss on this storm, toss it upside your window, by the roof. A Bm D E Before you change your mind, Miles, bring in the cool Interlude A Bm D A Bm E A Now honey, put on your red dress. Bm D And you diamond soul shoes. A Climb on down from that window. Bm D Climb on out of your room. A Bm D E Cause I've never had a good time and I've always had the blues. A Bm D E I always heard that you always kind of wandered, Miles, strike up the Cool. A E Don't wait too long to come home. F# D My have the years of our youth passed on. A E Don't wait too long to come home. F# D I'll leave the front light on. A E The night is our own, F# D Don’t wait too long. A Bm D Poor mister pitiful, I can't turn you loose. A Bm D You move like a dream I had, woke up sweating in my room. A Bm D Your Mama's got plans, your daddy's aim is true. A Bm She never understood that it ain't no good. D Papa never heard the cool. A Bm D E So now I got out my map and found me a storm. A Bm With a flick of the wrist and the turn of the key. D E You'll just fall in my arms. A E Don't wait too long to come home. F# D My have the years of our youth passed on. A E Don't wait too long to come home. F# D I'll leave the front light on. A E The night is our own. F# D You don't wait too long. Bridge (Not sure if this is right) C#m B So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home? F# G# Let the sound of your voice sway sweet and slow. E B As we go down, down, down. C# G# From our youth to the ground. C#m D#m We might always be blue. Jackson! Bass Interlude x4 E|------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------| D|------------------------------------| A|----2(x8)---3(x8)---4(x8)---5(x8)---| E|------------------------------------| A E So don't wait too long to come home. F# D My have the years of our youth passed on. A E Don't wait too long to come home. F# D I will leave the front light on. [2x] A As we go down, down, down. X3 From our youth to the ground. A Down, down, down, down, down.