American Goldwing
Blitzen Trapper
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(início)
G,C,G G C We ride these waters dark and dusty G C So ride my people ride G C With your muskets aimed at the falling rain Am G Dm Cause the city aint no place to hide C G Oh my sisters in the boat behind baby, C G Curse the crimes C G Dm F My lovers mind is made, is made C G And I think its time we get on board G,C,G,C A D I left my home and all my money to A D Rustling with the wind A A/Ab A/F# A/E On an lone goldwing goin cross the ocean Bm A E Cause I heard that its a heck of a swim D A Well my sister left to be an Indians bride D A Curse the times made me D A Em G Curse the tides that rise that ride D A Aint it funny how the time just flies Em G D A Oh lord Oh lord Well I think its time we get on board D A Well my gaskets blown from striking the stone D A D A Curse the cave where I was made Em G D A I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow Em G D A Oh lord oh lord I think its time we get on board. A D So get your Harley Goldwing 1980 A D Ride my baby ride A A/Ab A/F# A/E Oh so low pass the devils gate Bm A E And up through the valley below D A Well my sisters playing in a rock n roll band D A D A Baby curse the sky, Curse the land Em G D A Its true its true that Im only just passing through Em G D A Oh lord, oh lord I think its time to get on board Em G D A I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow Em G D A Oh lord oh lord I think its time to get on board.
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