Тональность: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
A
Dm
A Poor Aviator
A poor aviator lay dying
A
At the end of a bright summer's day
Dm
And his comrades were
A
Dm
gathered around him
A
Dm
To carry his fragments away
He spat out a valve and a gasket,
A
And he stirred in the sump where he lay,
Dm
And to his sad comrades around him,
A
These sorrowful words
Dm
A
Dm
he did say.
Take the manifold out of my larynx
A
Take the cylinder out of my brain
Dm
Take the piston rods out of my kidney
A
Dm
And assemble the engine again
I'll be riding a cloud in the morning
A
No wingman beside me to course
Dm
So take my dog tags to the carnal,
A
And send my regards to
Dm
A
Dm
the force.
Forgot by the land that bore us,
A
Betrayed by the ones we held dear,
Dm
The good have all long gone before us
Bb
Dm
A
Dm
An d only the evil are here
So stand to your glasses steady
A
This world is a world full of lies
Dm
Here's a toast to those dead already
Gm
A
And here's to the next
Dm
A
Dm
man who dies
You
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