Far Far Away

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1:	^B ^Hm ^B ^Hm ^B I've seen the ^Hmyellow lights go ^Bdown the Missis^Hmsippi^B I've seen the ^Hmbridges of the ^Bworld and they are for ^Hmreal ^Hsus2, ^Hm I've had a ^G#red light off-the-^Bwrist without me ^D#even ^D#sus2getting ^D#kissed It ^G#still seems so un^Breal

2:	I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West I've sang the glory that was Rome And passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home It still seems for the best

R:	And I'm ^D#far, ^D#/Dfar ^D#/Caway^D#/B With my ^G#head up in the ^Bclouds And I'm ^D#far, ^D#/Dfar ^D#/Caway^D#/B With my ^G#feet down in the ^Bcrowds Letting ^D#loose ^D#/Daround the ^D#/Cworld^D#/B But the ^G#call of home is ^Gloud Still as ^Hmloud ^B ^Hm ^B ^Hm ^B

3:	I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in No Man's Land And though those Spanish nights were fine It wasn't only from the wine It still seems all in hand

4:	I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi The Grand Bahama Island stories carry on And though those aligator smiles Stay in your memory for a while There still seems more to come

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Bm A Bm A Bm A
1:
              Bm
I've seen the yellow lights
   A              Bm   A
go down the Mississippi
              Bm             A
I've seen the bridges of the world
                 Bm   Bsus2 Bm
and they are for real , 
           G                 A
I've had a red light off-the-wrist
           D    Dsus2   D
without me even getting kissed
   G                A
It still seems so unreal
2:
I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West
I've sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home
It still seems for the best

R: 
        D    D/C# D/H D/A
And I'm far, far  away
        G              A
With my head up in the clouds
        D    D/C# D/H D/A
And I'm far, far  away
        G                A
With my feet down in the crowds
        D     D/C#       D/H  D/A
Letting loose around the world
        G               F#
But the call of home is loud
         Bm   A Bm A Bm A
Still as loud
3:
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in No Man's Land
And though those Spanish nights were fine
It wasn't only from the wine
It still seems all in hand
R:

4:
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The Grand Bahama Island stories carry on
And though those aligator smiles
Stay in your memory for a while
There still seems more to come

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Datum vytvoření :2013-12-20T20:12:13.473+00:00

Datum poslední změny :2017-01-30T22:23:32.024021+00:00

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