Аккорды Kris Kristofferson - Sky King

* = Let ring

[Verse 1]
G
Every mornin at line you'd see him arrive
         C
He stood five-foot-six about one-eighty-five
          D
About as broad at the shoulder as he was at the hip
                                        G
Everybody knew he didn't give a sh*t, Sky King

[Verse 2]
G
Now some say Sky was born in New Orleans
            C
Where he built hisself a rotor on a sewing machine
       D
Cut his teeth on a collective pitch
                                         G
Old Sky was a low flyin son of a b**ch, Sky King

[Chorus]
    C
Sky King
    D
Sky King
          G
Short fat sky

[Verse 3]
G
And then came a day at Stage Field Nine
           C
When his engine failed and men started cryin
      D
And sirens screamed and hearts beat fast
                                                       G
And everybody thought he'd breathed his last, 'cept Sky

[Verse 4]
 G
Well he pushed that collective on down through the floor
           C
But the damn rotorblade wouldn't turn anymore
                D
So his butt puckered up and with a frightening sound
                                                             G
He just sucked that old chopper up off of the ground, Sky King

[Verse 5]
G
The ship wasn't hurt but it took half the class
   C                                             G
To get the seat cover out of Sky King's ass, Sky King

[Chorus]
     C
Sky King
    D
Sky King
          G
Short fat sky

[Verse 6]
G
Well they never reopened that landing strip
          C
They just put a marble stand on top of it
     D                                  D*
And these few words are written on that thing
                                                  G*
Ain't a butt that can pucker like old Sky King's