¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
C C/B Am G F
[Verse 1]
C C/B Am
I've been up and down the river
G F
seen the highways and back roads
C C/B Am
this country sure is beautiful
G F
but a byway ain't a home
C C/B Am
my eyes have gazed upon some land
G F
I thought I'd never see
C C/B Am
but it feels like someone else's life
G F
and it don't belong to me
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
[Verse 2]
C C/B Am
I sure have missed my brother
G F
he just turned 25 years old
C C/B Am
I often have to ask myself
G F
where did little clay boy go
C C/B Am G F
I know that you can't stop or slow the pace of someone's age
C C/B Am
but to me it ain't worth missing
G F
just to have more console change
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
[Verse 3]
C C/B Am G F
I hope the road remembers when I go and meet my maker
C C/B Am G
to send some flowers to my love
F
for not letting me take her
C C/B Am
I have longed for her so dearly
G F
for I've missed more than I've seen
C C/B Am G
spending all my time on mountain sides
F
with pumps for gasoline
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
C C/B Am G F
[Verse 1]
C C/B Am
I've been up and down the river
G F
seen the highways and back roads
C C/B Am
this country sure is beautiful
G F
but a byway ain't a home
C C/B Am
my eyes have gazed upon some land
G F
I thought I'd never see
C C/B Am
but it feels like someone else's life
G F
and it don't belong to me
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
[Verse 2]
C C/B Am
I sure have missed my brother
G F
he just turned 25 years old
C C/B Am
I often have to ask myself
G F
where did little clay boy go
C C/B Am G F
I know that you can't stop or slow the pace of someone's age
C C/B Am
but to me it ain't worth missing
G F
just to have more console change
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
[Verse 3]
C C/B Am G F
I hope the road remembers when I go and meet my maker
C C/B Am G
to send some flowers to my love
F
for not letting me take her
C C/B Am
I have longed for her so dearly
G F
for I've missed more than I've seen
C C/B Am G
spending all my time on mountain sides
F
with pumps for gasoline
[Chorus]
Am F
I'm so tired of being alone
C
in technicolor motels
G
watchin late night talking shows
Am F
lately I've felt like a road shot full of holes
C
leaving everything behind me
G
everywhere I go
Am
this ain't my bed
G/B F
or what I chose
Am G/B
I used to be outnumbered
F
but now
I'm just a Ghost
C G/B Am G F
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