Аккорды Vincent Neil Emerson - Time Of The Cottonwood Trees

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Capo 3rd fret

[Intro]
C G Am  F  E7  C G Am  F
C

[Verse 1]
C                G            Am
I met her at the Pale Horse Saloon
      F          E7
Yes I did, yes I did
    C               G                    Am
Her pretty hair was brown, her eyes were too
         F              C
That's a fact, that's a fact

[Chorus]
           F                      C
It was the time of the cottonwood trees
        E7                        Am
I don't know if it was all just a dream
    F                      C
She drove that blue pickup truck
         E7                            Am
Boy, she loved it but it really wasn't much
F                            C
Kinda like the way she loved mе
       F           G          Am
In the time of the cottonwood trees
           F           G          Am
It was the time of the cottonwood trees

[Verse 2]
Am              G          Am
She followеd me up the Rio Grande
        F         E7
Yеs she did, yes she did
    C                  G                 Am
She said she liked the way I crossed the land
         F              C
That's a fact, that's a fact

[Chorus]
           F           G          C
It was the time of the cottonwood trees
        E7                           Am
I could still smell that sage on the breeze
  F                     C
I drove her blue pickup truck
         E7                               Am
Boy, she loved it though it really wasn't much
F                            C
Kinda like the way she loved me
       F           G          Am
In the time of the cottonwood trees
       F           G          Am
In the time of the cottonwood trees

[Interlude]
F G C   G  Am  F  E7
C G Am  F  C

[Out-Chorus]
           F                      C
It was the time of the cottonwood trees
             E7                      Am
It's hard to figure what life really means
      F                       C
I can still see a blue pickup truck
         E7                               Am
Boy, she loved it though it really wasn't much
F                            C
Kinda like the way she loved me
       F           G          Am
In the time of the cottonwood trees
           F           G          C
It was the time of the cottonwood trees  
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