Аккорды The Band - When I Get My Reward

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Oh, the streets of  Ro -  ome are filled with  rubble,
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Ancient  foo - oot -  prints are every -  where.
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You could  almost thi -  ink that your  seein'  double,
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On the cold, dark  night on the Spanish  Stairs.
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Gotta hurry on / back to my hotel  room,
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Where I  got me a date with a  pretty little girl from  Greece.
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She  pro - o  mised she'd  be there  with me,
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When I  pai - ai  aint my master -  piece.
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Oh, the hours we  spe -  ent, inside the Coli -  seum.
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Dodging  li - ii  ions, and a-wasting  time,
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Oh those  mighty kings of the  jungle, I could hardly stand to see'em
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Yes it  sure has  been a long, hard  climb.
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Train wheels a-  running through the back of my  memory,
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When I  ran on a hilltopm  followin' a pack of wild  geese,
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Someday  ev - ery -  thing is gonna sound like a  rhapso - dy
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When I  pai - ai  aint my master -  piece.

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Sailing round the  world in a dirty gon -  do -  la,
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Oh to be  back in the  land of, Co - ca -   co - la.
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Well I left  Ro -  me, and landed in  Brussels,
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On a  plane ride so  bumby that I almost  cried,
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Clergy men in uniform, and  young girls pulling  mussels,
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Every -  one was there to  greet me when I stepped in -  side,
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Newspaper  men eatin'  candy,
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Had to be held  down by big po - lice.
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Someday, every -  thing is gonna be  different,
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When I pai - ai  aint my master -  piece.