Аккорды John Mayer - Walk On The Ocean

Capo 4th fret

Part 1: Verse A

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Part 2: Verse B

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Part 3: Chorus

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Including the variations:

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(1) We spotted the ocean
    At the head of the trail
    Where are we going
    That's so far away?

(2) Somebody told me
    That this is the place
    Where everything's better
    And everythings safe

(3) Walk on the ocean
    Step on the stones
    Flesh becomes water
    Wood becomes bone

(1) Half an hour later
    We packed up our things
    Said we'd send letters
    And all those little things

(2) They knew we were lying
    But they smiled just the same
    Seemed that already
    Forgotten we came

(3) Walk on the ocean
    Step on the stones
    Flesh becomes water
    Wood becomes bone

    Walk on the ocean
    Step on the stones
    Flesh becomes water
    Wood becomes bone

(2) Back at the homestead
    Where the air makes you choke
    People don't know you
    And trust is a joke

(2) Don't even have pictures
    Just memories to hold
    That grow sweeter each season
    As we slowly grow old