Аккорды The Microphones - Thanksgiving

[Intro]
| D |  %  |  Bm7  |  G/D  | A |
| D | Bm7 | Em7 G | Dmaj7 |

| Dmaj7 | Bm7 | Dmaj7 |  A  |
|   D   | Bm7 | Em7 G | D A |

[Verse 1]
       D                                             Bm7
I give thanks again that long nights though they're lonely
    D                                   A
Are lit by stars and end with suns that climb
         D                                Bm7
And the moon will back me up on this just look up
              Em7                 G               D     A
Yeah, but the moon won't take you out to wine and dine!

[Instrumental]
Dmaj7 Bm7 Dmaj7 A

[Verse 2]
           D                                       Bm7
Oh yeah, I know, but there her hand is always on my shoulder
                Em7              G                  D
Yeah, but every evening we still hear you whine and whine!
Dmaj7                      Bm7
 But, like a sibling, I neglect her
       D                                   Bm7  A
And we have no choice, I'm hers and she is mine
           D
And she is yours, and you are hers
               Bm7
And we're each others
        Em7                 G              A       D
Oh shut up Phil! We're just shouting empty rhymes!

[Verse 3]
  D                        Bm7/F#                    D    A
I know, I know the world's alone and this light's on loan
   D               Bm7     Em7 G              A
I know, we're all alone, until, until we have grown
     D                                     Bm7
Old enough, grown old enough to pay it back
      D                              A                      Dmaj7
Grown old enough to pay back all our borrowed sunlight, and we've grown

[Instrumental]
Bm7 Em7 G D

[Outro]
     D                                      Bm7
Old enough to pay it back with our gruesome rotting
        D                                   Bm7   A
And our lives are just long saggings of the spine
          D                                 Bm7
So here I sit hunched over a candle in the dark night
          Em7            G             D
Oh, Thanksgiving, here I hug my sorrow tight