Тональность: E minor
Intro 1
Em
C
D
C
Em
C
D
C
Em
Verse 1
Em
the white house paint
D
C
Em
cry from the woods sounded so sad
C
it was leather boots on rotted wood
D
C
Em
a lone figure on the front porch stood
C
just standing there staring out at the rain
D
and he took a little trip
C
Em
back to memory lane
take me back one hot night
D
when he was behind the wheel
C
Em
of that faded red ford
he was driving too fast with
D
saying over and over
C
Em
he had to make a stand
cause she can't be out
C
running round that way
D
so he put her down and
C
Em
that's where she stayed
Am
C
and this street called
G
D
memory lane
Am
C
is lined with
G
D
abandoned houses and shame
Am
C
and i don't think
G
D
Em
Am
his hands are ever gonna come clean
C
G
D
Am
C
G
D
Am
C
G
D
Em
C
now the faded red ford sits up on blocks
D
and he spends his time
C
Em
staring at the clock
C
see he got no trial did no jail
D
he buried her in the wood
C
Em
and left her there
but some times at night
D
she takes him buy the hand
C
Em
back to memory lane
take me back one hot night
D
when he was behind the wheel
C
Em
of that faded red ford
he was driving too fast with
D
saying over and over
C
Em
he had to make a stand
cause she can't be out
C
running round that way
D
so he put her down and
C
Em
that's where she stayed
Am
C
and this street called
G
D
memory lane
Am
C
is lined with
G
D
abandoned houses and shame
Am
C
and i don't think
G
D
his hands are ever gonna come clean
Outro 1
Em
Am
C
G
D
Am
C
G
D
Am
C
G
D
Em
C
Em
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