Аккорды Timothy Robert Salzman - Phantom Road Of Concepcion
[Intro] Am Am [Verse 1] Am It was spring time eighteen ninety one Am The boys and I were lookin’ for some fun Dm Took the gun that once saved my life Am Bagged a load and grabbed my Bowie knife Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep - cion [Verse 2] Am We wrapped our reins outside of San Antone Am At a little place we thought we were alone Dm The sun was shinin’ down from the sky Am We didn't know that one of us would die Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep - cion [Instrumental] Am Am Dm Am Em Dm Am [Verse 3] Am We moved on down that old dusty trail Am Watched the line for turkey, dove and quail Dm When hidden in the shade from the trees Am A horse and rider standin’ in the breeze Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep -- cion [Verse 4] Am His silver spurs flashin’ in the light Am The rider kicks his horse in the side Dm Frozen like a South Dakota lake Am The boys and I could not avoid our fate Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep - cion [Instrumental] Am Am Dm Am Em Dm Am [Verse 5] Am We picked ourselves up off of the ground Am But one of us was nowhere to be found Dm Storm clouds risin’ from the south Am The rider closed the distance with a shout Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep - cion [Verse 6] Am The mystery rider took one of our own Am Just down the road from Concepcion Dm The locals tell the story to this day Am The mission rider offers no escape Em Dm Am Phantom road of Con – cep - cion [Outro] Am Am Dm Am Em Dm Am
Но если и музыка нас оставит, что будет тогда с нашим миром? (Гоголь)
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