Cifras
Last Fare Of The Day

Tono: G

Introducción:

                                G                                      D  
  I saw them standing in the rain
  Em                                         C  
  Out on Seventh Avenue
                                  G                                                      D                                    C  
  He held her close, like she might fall if he let go
                                        G                                      D  
  He helped her in, he shut the door
                        Em                                    C  
  And our eyes met in the mirror
                          G                                              D                                      G            C  G  
  "To Englewood, just take it slow" is all he said
                                     C                                            Em  
  And into the stream we pulled away
                             D                                            C  
  I know it well, this old ballet
                                  C                                            Em  
  Finding the flow, minding the sway
                          G                                                    C  
  Catching green lights all the way
                          G                                    D  
  Up Amsterdam, the meter dark
  Em                                              C  
  I turned off the radio
                                          G                                                 D                              C  
  She whispered "Thanks, I could not bear another word."
                                G                                                 D  
  Out on the bridge, the traffic slowed
  Em                                                            C  
  The brake lights and the wash
                                     G                                         D                                      G            C    G  
  Of all those truckers heading south on ninety-five
                                          C                                      Em  
  And across the span we pulled away
                             D                                            C  
  I know it well, this old ballet
                                  C                                            Em  
  Finding the flow, minding the sway
                          G                                                    C  
  Catching green lights all the way
                                                     D  
  And I brought them home
                                          Em         C  
  I brought them home
                                          G                              D                              G            D    C  
  I brought them home in that cruel, cruel rain
Bridge
                                     G                                                            D  
  And now it's spring, and where's the rain
  Em                                                              C  
  All the wells are running dry
                        G                                      D                                                 C  
  And the reservoirs have reached an all-time low
                                  G                                    D  
  And if this red light ever turns
  Em                                                                      C  
  If I can make it through the park
                                  G                              D                                         G         C    G  
  I'll head uptown for the last fare of the day
                                  C                                 Em  
  And turn it does, I pull away
                             D                                            C  
  I know it well, this old ballet
                                  C                                            Em  
  Finding the flow, minding the sway
                          G                                                    C  
  Catching green lights all the way
                                          G                                         D  
  And there they are, outside St. Luke's
  Em                                                      C  
  With their flowers and balloons
                G                                      D                            C  
  All amazement at the baby in her arms
                          G                                    D  
  As Amsterdam makes us a place
  Em                                    C  
  I ask about her name
                                G                                              D                                            G            C    G  
  And we all laugh when he says Hope and she says Grace
                                  C                                                 Em  
  And then it starts, the heavens give
                             D                                            C  
  I know it well, this old ballet
                                  C                                            Em  
  Finding the flow, minding the sway
                          G                                                    C  
  Catching green lights all the way
                                          D  
  I brought them home
                             Em                      C  
  I brought them home
                                          G                              D                              Em         C  
  I brought them home in that sweet, sweet rain
                                          G                              D                              G            C    G  
  I brought them home in that sweet, sweet rain