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ãðóïïà Elton John, Àêêîðäû ïåñíè On Dark Street

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Àêêîðäû ïåñíè: On Dark Street
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On Dark Street
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album The One
Bb    Gm    Bb/F    Eb    Bb Eb  Bb Eb Bb  Cm  F  Ab  A Bb
                                                Gm7       Dm7
I'm staring down a mile of disappearing track
Ebmaj7    Bb                                F    
Is this the best that we could do
                                    Bb         Gm7                    Dm7
I'm leaning through the rain but you ain't looking back
Eb                 Bb           F
What did I ever have to prove
                                     Gm7  Eb                       F    
`Cause it feels like electricity hitting an open field
                            Gm7
When am I ever gonna to learn
                Eb                             Cm7          Dsus4   
Married life's two people trying to grab the wheel
D7                                    Bb
Oh and we must have got lost
Dm7        Eb    
Living on Dark Street
                          Cm7 Looking for an exit                         F Sleeping on the concrete                                         Bb You can't see it with your eyes Dm7                          Eb You can't find it with your feet                                         Cm7 All I know is that we're lost baby F                            Ab    Bb And we're living on Dark Street All the layoffs and the pay cuts cripple me inside I pay the price for living everyday Trying to keep us all together along with a little pride What'll it take to make you stay But I've dreamed about an island And all I got's a bucket of sand I'd give my eyes to give you all your dreams Now I get to see my family slipping through my hands








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