Rose From The Mountain
Flatlanders
G
(início)
C G Well she's my Rose from the mountain where I come from D Back in ol' Colorado where they reach up and touch the sun G C G But I took her to the city where the air ain't clean C D G And it's wilted my Rose from the mountain
CHORUS
C G Where a good guitar picker makes more money than a cowboy D So I thought I'd try my luck makin' records in L.A. G C G But a lot of them boys make a lot more music than I can G D G C G D G And if Rose don't like the city life I think I'll take her home
VERSE 2
C G Well I can see her in the mornin' runnin' barefoot through the meadow D With a smile on her face and her hair a-hangin' long G C G Well I love my sweet Rosey and oh she loves me C D G So I'm takin' her back home to the mountain
CHORUS
C G Where a good guitar picker makes more money than a cowboy D So I thought I'd try my luck makin' records in L.A. G C G But a lot of them boys make a lot more music than I can G D G C G D G And if Rose don't like the city life I think I'll take her home
VERSE 3
C G Well she's my Rose from the mountain where I come from D Back in ol' Colorado where they reach up and touch the sun G C G But I took her to the city where the air ain't clean C D G And it's wilted my Rose from the mountain C D G Yes it's wilted my Rose from the mountain
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