Аккорды The Willis Brothers - Motorcycle Bill

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
D                                                 A7
Motorcycle Bill was the name on his black leather jacket
                                                                   D
When he climbed on that wheel, you couldn't hear your ears for the racket
                                   G
He'd pull the throttle open and go thundering up the hill
A7                                 D
Both pipes blazing with Motorcycle Bill


[Verse 1]
D                                          A7
Everybody said he was a young and reckless boy
                                            D
That high speed and danger was his greatest joy
                                G
They said he was a fool for the way that he rode
A7                                        D
Nothing but a menace to the people on the road


[Verse 2]
D                                           A7
Then, one day, when Bill was riding like he did
                                     D
He met a school bus loaded down with kids
                        G
The driver screamed, "I can't slow it down!
    A7                                  D
The brakes are gone!" and Bill wheeled around


[Verse 3]
       D                                                      A7
For he knew there was a car stalled down at the bottom of the hill
                                                     D
If he couldn't win the race, someone would surely be killed
                                       G
So he pulled the throttle open, like a bullet, he did go
    A7                                   D
And helped the man push the car from the road


[Verse 4]
D                                              A7
Just in time for the school bus to pass safely through
                                                       D
He might have been a fool, but the thing the fool will do
                          G
From that day on, when he rode for a thrill
  A7                                  D
I heard not a word against Motorcycle Bill
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[Chorus]
D#                                                A#7
Motorcycle Bill was the name on his black leather jacket
                                                                   D#
When he climbed on that wheel, you couldn't hear your ears for the racket
                                   G#
He'd pull the throttle open and go thundering up the hill
A#7                                D#
Both pipes blazing with Motorcycle Bill
A#7                                D#
Both pipes blazing with Motorcycle Bill
A#7                                D#
Both pipes blazing with Motorcycle Bill