Аккорды Joshua Kadison - Paris

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Cadd9
EADGBE x 2 1 3
Am7
EADGBE x 2 1
F
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
Dm7
10EADGBE 2 x 3 3 3 x
G
EADGBE 2 1 3
Am
EADGBE x 2 3 1
C
EADGBE x 3 2 1
G/B
EADGBE x 1 2
E
EADGBE 2 3 1
D
EADGBE x x 1 3 2
Bm7
7EADGBE 2 x 3 3 3 x
Em7
EADGBE 2 x 3 3 3 x
A
EADGBE x 1 2 3
Bm
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
C#
EADGBE11 x 4 3 2
C#m
EADGBE x 4 2 1 3 x
F#m
EADGBE 1111 3 4
B
EADGBE 111 2 3 4
Asus2
EADGBE x 2 3
Amaj7
EADGBE x 2 1 3
Standard tuning
Capo on first fret!

INTRO
Cadd9  Am7  F  Dm7  G
Cadd9  Am7  F  Dm7  G

VERSE1
Cadd9                    Am7
 Ezra was an old man, he lived by the sea
F                             Dm7           G
Watching himself getting older, with no family
    Cadd9                      Am7
And Cassie was a pretty one, a bar tender by trade
F                                      Dm7              G
 She had a daughter with big green eyes, she called her Jade

PRE-CHORUS
Am                                       F
   They met each other in the park while Jade was on a swing
C                                     G
   On a bench underneath a tree, they talked about everything
             Am                          F
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, but I don't know why"
C                                   G
  She reached for the old man's hand and she began to cry
   Am G/B
And he said

CHORUS
C               G/B   Am             F
   "It ain't no crime,   it ain't no crime
C      G/B         Am       G F           G
  Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes
C              G/B   Am              F
   It ain't no crime,   it ain't no crime
C                  G          F
  Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes"

INTERLUDE
Cadd9  D

VERSE2
               D                               Bm7
Then he said, "I was gonna be a painter, gonna paint my masterpiece
  G                                            Em7       A
I spent my whole life dreamin', now they're my only memories
    D                                         Bm7
And I was gonna live in Paris, France, now my body's fallin' apart
            G                   Em7            A
I could be a Pablo Picasso if delusion were an art"

PRE-CHORUS
    Bm                            G
And she said, "That sounds lovely,  Paris, France
D                               A
   Just sayin' those words kinda  makes me wanna dance
Bm      Asus2/C#
  Do you wanna dance?"

CHORUS
D            Asus2/C#  Bm             G
   It ain't no crime,    it ain't no crime
D     Asus2/C#     Bm      A  G           A
  Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes
D            Asus2/C#  Bm             G
   It ain't no crime,    it ain't no crime
D                  A          G
  Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes

INTERLUDE
D  E

VERSE3
       E                          C#m
They'd meet there every Sunday in the park at noon
A                                 F#m            B
Ezra would get there early to buy Jade a red balloon
    E                              C#m
And Cassie'd tell him all about her awful luck with men, she'd say
A                                               F#m             B
  "Wish I could find a guy like you but they'll never make you again"

PRE-CHORUS
    C#m                               Asus2
And Jade would fall asleep on Ezra's lap there in the park
E                                   B               C#m  B/D#
  While Cassie'd still be talkin' a long time after dark

CHORUS
E    B/D# C#m     A
  Mmmmmmh,   mmmmmmh
E     B/D#        C#m     B  A           E
 Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes

BRIDGE
B                          C#m  
  One Sunday afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon
       A                                    F#m
Just a friend of his who said, "Ezra passed away
       F#m                     G#m             A
And he wanted me to bring this letter to you today"
            B               C#m
Well, it was two tickets to Paris
      A               G#m                F#m
And a note that read, "Thank you for the dance
Amaj7               B                    A       B
 My dearest Cassie, you were my Paris, France"

CHORUS
E             B/D#  C#m             A
  It ain't no crime,    it ain't no crime
E     B/D#        C#m     B  A      B    E
 Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
Но если и музыка нас оставит, что будет тогда с нашим миром? (Гоголь)
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