Cifras
Queen In The Sport Of Kings

Tono: C

Introducción:

dificultad
muy fácil |||||
C                         G                                 F                            G  
You had us fooled little lady on the street
C                                      G                    F                                      G  
wearing deathly grey and shuffling your feet
C                                                                      G                                 F                      G  
With your eyes fixed on the footpath we?d often say hello
                  F                                      C                            G                         C  
But your mind was on a replay of a story long ago
verse 2
C                                      G              F                                                    G  
Seventeen she was like all the stars that shined
C                                      G                 F                                              G  
The prettiest of all in a touring Chorus line
C                              G                                      F                                    G  
When she was dancing she was riding on the sky
F                                            C                                      F                                                 C  
From Australia to New Zealand she kicked her heals up high
F                            C                              G                                                 C  
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F                                              C                                      G                                                    C  
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F                                              C                              G                 C  
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
                F                                    C                                         G  
To cheer the winning satins past the post
verse 3
        C                                                            G                                    F                                      G  
A man trained all the good horses see the pictures on the wall
C                                      G                            F                                      G  
Pictures in the kitchen and pictures in the hall
C                                         G                                    F                                    G  
Horses that were famous all the time without a fear
     F                                    C                              G                                    C  
O?Conner was the big time the trainer of the year
F                            C                              G                                              C  
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F                                              C                                      G                                                 C  
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F                                              C                              G                 C  
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
                F                                    C                                              G  
To cheer the winning satins past the post
verse 4
C                                            G                 F                                 G  
Would she keep on dancing surely nature gest
C                                                         G                                      F                                              G  
She posts the big-time punters and the squatters from out west
  C                                                         G                                 F                                    G  
They land home in their limousine and drink a whisky dry
                        F                      C                         G                    C  
And brag about the nags from Scone to Boggabri
F                            C                              G                                              C  
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F                                              C                                      G                                                 C  
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F                                              C                              G                 C  
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
                F                                    C                                      G  
To cheer the winning satins past the post
Verse 5
C                         G                                 F                            G  
She had us fooled little lady on the street
C                                      G                    F                              G  
wearing deathly grey and shuffling her feet
C                                                                      G                              F                    G  
With her eyes fixed on the footpath we?d often say hello
                     F                                 C                            G                         C  
But her mind was on a replay of a story long ago