Аккорды CD Barnes - Jessomae

Bsusb6 is just a Dm shape, up two frets.

Capo 4

[Intro]
C            Cadd9 C
[Verse]
C                                                                   C/B        F
The great Jessomae was my grandfather's plane and it was inside her cockpit he died
G                                                                                   C
When a thunderstorm caught them at the end of a climb and sent her into a terrible dive
   C                                                            C/B       F
We kept all her wreckage in a shed in the back and at sixteen I wanted to fly
        G                                                                         C
So with hammers and mallets and bolts and screwdrivers I rebuilt the love of his life

[Verse]
C                                                                             F
It took me four years and so many spare parts that I don't know if anything's left
         G                                                                        C
From the pile of iron-soaked, crumpled-up steel from the back of my grandfather's shed
           C                                                                            F
But as she roared down the runway in a fresh coat of green, I didn't think that he would mind
          G                                                              C
That this Jessomae wasn't the one that he knew as we lifted off into the sky

[Solo]
Dm Bsusb6  Dm Bsusb6   C
G G/F G/E   G G/F G/E
C

[Verse]
     C                                                                              F
Her joystick was sluggish and I can't say that I'm   the best pilot for all of her charms
        G                                                                                C
But she flew like the hands gripping on to the wheel were at the end of my grandfather's arms
        C                                                                                    F
And she banked side to side like she was sixty years younger and groaned with the pleasure of flight
       G                                                                              C
As her engine, with coughs and with spits and with sputters, sent her into a terrible dive

[Solo]
Dm Bsusb6  Dm Bsusb6   C
G G/F G/E   G G/F G/E   G G/F G/E
C

      C                                                               F
As he sits by the foot of my hospital bed, my father has tears in his eyes
       G                                                                    C
How he almost had lost both his father and son to temptations of ungrateful skies
  C                                                               F
I say it's okay, I'll be back on my feet and I'll never go flying again
        G                                                                          C
But the words just sound like imitations of truth as my memories come rushing back in
   C                                                                                 F
Of caressing her wings and constructing her sides, of the way that her welded joints squealed
        G                                                                             C
Of her last gasping breaths on that terrible dive, of her parts scattered 'round in a field