Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
The barmaid took the bottle down, and poured myself a whiskey
D A
I sat there for a long time, I start to be less frisky
Bm A G D
My wife is waiting home, Oh no wait she left me
Bm A G A
Maybe she moved in Rome, I should have drink more tea
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Instrumental]
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
3 am for the last call, 3 glass for the road
D A
Nobody wanted to talk, except the wall
Bm A G D
I'm walking and I'm falling, by luck I have a flask
Bm A G A
I think she wanted a wedding, but I'm not close to ask
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Instrumental]
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
10 years and I'm still here, sitting in the pub
D A
All my friends have disapear, there is no doubt
Bm A G D
How low that I can go, before it is too late
Bm A G A
My doctor him he knows, but death isn't a fake
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Outro]
D G D A (2x)
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
The barmaid took the bottle down, and poured myself a whiskey
D A
I sat there for a long time, I start to be less frisky
Bm A G D
My wife is waiting home, Oh no wait she left me
Bm A G A
Maybe she moved in Rome, I should have drink more tea
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Instrumental]
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
3 am for the last call, 3 glass for the road
D A
Nobody wanted to talk, except the wall
Bm A G D
I'm walking and I'm falling, by luck I have a flask
Bm A G A
I think she wanted a wedding, but I'm not close to ask
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Instrumental]
D G D A (2x)
[Verse]
D G
10 years and I'm still here, sitting in the pub
D A
All my friends have disapear, there is no doubt
Bm A G D
How low that I can go, before it is too late
Bm A G A
My doctor him he knows, but death isn't a fake
[Chorus]
G D A G D A
Well Fuck it, down the whiskey, well fuck it, down the whiskey...
D
With me!!!
[Outro]
D G D A (2x)
John Olav Nilsen (...)
John Otway
John Pantry
John Parish
John Park