Аккорды Bryan Martin - Years In The Making

Capo 4th fret

[Intro]
Am

[Verse 1]
Am
Well I could take the glory
                                    G
But I'll tell you the story about a man
G
Who was headed down the drain
D
Wallowing in misery
D
His own penitentiary
Am
Built out of nothing but pain
Am
With his hand on the gun
                                  G
Told the devil, "I'm done," as he tossed in the keys
       D
Let me tell y'all a secret
D
It's too good to keep it
     Am
Yeah all that man was me
Am
And it goes

[Chorus]
Am      G                      Am
You can hear it in the songs I sing
       G                 Am
It's a desperate, aching thing
Am
'Cause I've been down
Am
I've been kicked around
          G                                 D
I've been broken off and I'm still breaking
             Am
But like the bellow of a hound
Am
In the bottoms I've found
G
This sound
                         Am
Well it was years in the making

[Verse 2]
Am
The days got long and the life piled on
    G
And those demons didn't come cheap
     D
So I laid there to die on them ole crossties
    Am
But no one came for me
Am
So I stumped that train, nearly went insane
G
There in the dark alone
       D
I said one last prayer
D
Watched in vanish in the air
      Am
And I heard that whistle moan
Am
And it moaned like

[Chorus]
Am      G                      Am
You can hear it in the songs I sing
       G                 Am
It's a desperate, aching thing
Am
'Cause I've been down
Am
I've been kicked around
          G                                 D
I've been broken off and I'm still breaking
             Am
But like the bellow of a hound
Am
In the bottoms I've found
G
This sound
                         Am
Well it was years in the making

[Guitar Solo]
G D Am   G D

[Bridge]
             Am
Now when the jury bell rings and the black coal sings
        G
And the dark cloud brings in a rain
         D
When the sun ain't found in the midnight hour
Am
Runs out of things to say, you go

[Out-Chorus]
Am      G                      Am
You can hear it in the songs I sing
       G                 Am
It's a desperate, aching thing
Am
'Cause I've been down
Am
I've been kicked around
          G                                 D
I've been broken off and I'm still breaking
             Am
But like the bellow of a hound
Am
In the bottoms I've found
G
This sound
D
 Well it was years in the making