Аккорды Colby Acuff - Man In The Paper Mask

Capo 3rd fret

[Intro]
Am

[Verse 1]
Am                   G              F             G
He's tired, he ain't sleepin', he's old enough to know
    Am                         C                     F
The fears that keep you up are there at the break of dawn
      Am              G          F                  G
Ain't no rest for the wicked, no wickedness for the rest
      Am                         F                E
He'll paint on a smile, he's the man in the paper mask

[Verse 2]
   Am                   G            F               G
He ain't mean, he ain't bitter, he's numb to all the pain
         Am                                C               F
It's a reminder that he won the fight with nothin' but his name
       Am             G               F                   G
If you really want to know the truth, all you gotta do is ask
      Am                   F               E
He'll paint you a picture upon his painted mask

[Chorus]
    Am             G                F             C
The jesters gather blindly and hold fire in their hands
          Am              G          F            C
While the king is yelling orders, he works on his craft
       Am           G                F              Am
He can draw you any face, but it was never meant to last
                          G              F                C
Like a castle made out of sand, he's the man in the paper mask

[Verse 3]
   Am                G            F               G
He used to have four pennies, and now he's got 10 dimes
   Am                          C             F
He got there working hard on a job he called life
    Am              G          F                G
The burden gave him armor, and armor killed his past
    Am                         F                E
The watercolors bleed from the man in the paper mask

[Chorus]
    Am             G                F             C
The jesters gather blindly and hold fire in their hands
          Am              G          F            C
While the king is yelling orders, he works on his craft
       Am           G                F              Am
He can draw you any face, but it was never meant to last
                          G              F                C
Like a castle made out of sand, he's the man in the paper mask

[Harmonica Solo]
Am  G  F  G
Dm  Am  C  F
Am  G  F  G
Am  F  E+

[Verse 5]
     Am             G             F              G
He's running out of faces for the people who are scorned
        Am                           C             F
You can see the man inside where the mask has been torn
    Am           G               F               G
The king demands answers, hoping to get the last laugh
     Am                        F                E
But all the guards found was a damned ole paper mask