Cifras para Guitarra Happy New Year

Tono:  G
                        
G
 
Walking on air I'm walking on air
                    
C
                                                                                            
G
 
Left my stuff, hopped on the first bus to the middle of nowhere
                            
G
 
Making sweet love I'm making sweet love
              
C
                                                              
G
 
To a photograph of a woman in a coconut bra
Bridge
                  
Em
 
She goes aaaahhhhh
                
G
 
Come on run to me, run to me
Em
 
Aaaaaaahhhh
                            
A
 
I got nowhere else to beeeee
C
                            
A
 
Happy new year, so far out here
C
                                              
A
 
I can almost touch the sun
                        
G
                                  
D
 
I know most people they call it hell
                    
A
 
I call it home
                      
C
 
So happy neaw year
Verse
                
G
 
Living large I'm living large
                  
C
                                                                          
G
 
I got a ten dollar hotel room, cheap bottle of suds
                            
G
 
Making sweet love, yeah, I'm making sweet love
                
C
                                                                
G
 
To the memory of the woman from new york city
Bridge
                  
Em
 
She goes aaaahhhh
                
G
 
Come on run to me, run to me
Em
 
Aaaaahhhh
                              
A
 
You're like a drug to me
C
                            
A
 
Happy new year, so far out here
C
                                              
A
 
I can almost touch the sun
                    
G
                                      
D
 
Now, most people they call it hell
                    
A
 
I call it home
                    
C
 
So happy new year
          
A
 
Sing along
                    
C
 
Happy new year
Bridge
        
Dm
                                                      
A#
 
The sun burned out a fiery crimson ray
F
                            
C
 
Burn, burn, baby burn
      
Dm
                                              
A#
 
When you ran I really rid my hand
        
F
                          
A
 
So burn, burn, baby burn
        
C
                              
A
 
So happy new year, so far out here
  
C
                                            
A
 
I can almost touch the sun
                        
G
                                  
D
                          
A
 
I know most people they call it hell, I call it home
                            
C
                      
A
 
So happy new year, sing along
                        
C
                    
A
 
Happy new year, ride along
                
C
 
Happy new year