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Desplazamiento
Transportador
Color de Fondo
Herramientas
Tamaño
Tamaño
Altura
Altura
Capo 2
[Verse]
A
A
I'm a fly by night stealer, a folk singing junkie
D
I get high when I can't find my way
A
I heard Colorado is good to my kind
E
Maybe I'll go there someday
A
Well my rhymes are getting tired and my allusions are worn
D
I'm a preacher with nothing to say
A
So talk to me Dylan, show me a sign
E A
Before I get carried away
[Chorus]
D E
Angels and highways and old mountain songs
A D
The mandolin plays and the tremolo's long
A D
Cloudy next mornings crawl under the night's parade
A E D A
It's a hell of a ride, this wild eyed serenade
[Verse]
A
Heroes and villains, black and while ramblers
D
Sinners they're just trying to hide
A
Movers and shakers who talk too damn loud
E A
When I just want to stop for the night
[Chorus]
D E
Angels and highways and old mountain songs
A D
The mandolin plays and the tremolo's long
A D
Cloudy next mornings crawl under the night's parade
A E D A
It's a hell of a ride, this wild eyed serenade
[Instrumental]
A D A
[Verse]
A D
Melodies linger off in the distance, and mix with those words in my head
A E A
The phones still ringing why won't she answer It must have been something I said
[Chorus]
D E
Angels and highways and old mountain songs
A D
The mandolin plays and the tremolo's long
A D
Cloudy next mornings crawl under the night's parade
A E D A
It's a hell of a ride, this wild eyed serenade
[Outro]
A D A E A
It's a hell of a ride, all the lows and the highs, this wild eyed serenade.
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