Тональность: F major•
Intro 1
Bb
F
Fsus4
F
Verse 1
rolled- up twenty
Out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarettes
F
Fsus4
We were friends at first sight
F
In the 7- Eleven light
Fsus4
F
She said here let me cover it
C
And I rode shotgun all that night
Bb
She drove and never made a sound
C
When I asked if there was
Anything wrong
Bb
She said nothin' worth talking about
Verse 2
F
C
It's a blue Sunday
Dm
Down the interstate
Bb
F
C
It's a blue Sunday
Dm
Blue with shades of gray
Bb
F
Verse 3
Bb
Her back seat could have been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
F
Every now and then she'd
Laugh out loud for no reason
Fsus4
F
I pretended not to hear
C
And rolled my jacket up under my head
Bb
And stretched my body out
C
Couldn't be too far in front
Of her daddy's bloodhounds
Bb
But I ain't gonna worry now
Verse 4
F
C
It was a blue Sunday
Dm
Down the interstate
Bb
F
A blue Sunday
C
Dm
Yeah blue with shades of gray
Bb
F
C
Yeah you know me
Dm
We've never met before
Bb
F
C
It's a blue Sunday
Dm
When it's time to leave you go
Outro 1
Bb
F
Bb
C
Bb
F
Fsus4
F
Bb
F
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