Аккорды Pink Floyd - Wots...Uh The Deal

Intro: G Gmaj7 G7 G6 G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7  D9
  
Verse 1: 
 G                Gmaj7            
Heav-en sent the prom---ised land. 
 G7                       G6
Looks all right-from where I stand,  
        G+                G    G+   G6    G+ D7 D9
'cause I'm the man---the out--side look-ing in. 
 G                    Gmaj7    G7                  G6
Wait-ing on the first----step,show me where the key is kept.  
 G+                    G     G+  G6    G+     D7 D9
Point me down the right line,be-cause it's time---  
             G              G7            C           Am7
to let me in--from the cold.--Turn my Lead--in-to gold,--  
                       G                       G7
'cause there's a chill wind blow-in' in--my--soul, 
                           D7
and I think I'm grow-ing cold. 
  
D9
  
Verse 2: 
 G                 Gmaj7             G7         G6
Fire_bright by can--dle--light_ and her by my side. 
    G+                       G    G+ G6    G+  D7 D9
Or if she pre-fres, we need ne--ver stir a--gain.  
 G                     Gmaj7        
Some-one  sent the prom--ised land. 
 G7                     G6
Oh, I grabbed_it with both hands.  
 G+                     G      G+ G6   G+  D7 D9
Now I'm the man on the in-side---look-ing out.  
               G           D7                C              Am7
Hear me shout.--Come on in. What's the news?--Where you been?  
                  G                  G7                  D7 D9
'Cause there's no--wind left in--my soul,and I've--grown old.  
 G                   Gmaj7               
Flash the read-ies. Wot's...uh the deal? 
 G7                    G6
Got to make it to the next meal. 
 G+                        G     G+    G6    G+    D7 D9
Try to keep---up with the turn--ing of------the wheel.  
 G               Gmaj7               
Mile after mile,stone af--ter stone, 
     G7                       G6
you turn to speak,--but you're alone.  
 G+                        G  G+       G6  G+   D7 D9
Mil-lion miles from home,----you're on----your own. 
             G               G7            C         Am7
So let me in---from the cold. Turn my lead--in-to gold, 
                       G                     G7 
'cause there's a chill wind blow-in' in my soul,
                            D7 
and I think I'm grow-ing cold. 
  
Outro: D9/G