Cifras
Russian Hill

Tono: C

Introducción:  C6   Cm6   D5/C   Cm6  

 C6                                                 Cm6 
I dreamt about a tranquil sunday drive,
                     D5/C         Cm6 
A sensory lullaby
 C6                                                               Cm6 
We trade the comics, cartoons and magazines,
                                 D5/C         Cm6 
For pistons and gasoline
 C6                                                               Cm6 
We see the road from the bedside, parked under the sunshine,
                                                     D5/C         Cm6                                                         G 
We feel the warmth of the engine so we climb inside and take it to the motorway
 D                                         D/C#                             C       G 
Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play
 D                                     D/C#                       C           G 
Shift the gears for years and age a single day
 Bb                                   C6 
Until we spill onto russian hill

 C6                                                               Cm6 
Past cathedrals filled with god's favourite guests,
                                   D5/C                                   Cm6 
Dirty hands feel clean when dressed in their sunday best
 C6                                             Cm6 
Treeline village, oh, so heavenly,
                 D5/C                           Cm6                                                                                           G 
Cross a bridge of gold to landscapes of juniper, only eden is for millionaires
 D                                         D/C#                             C       G 
Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play
 D                                     D/C#                       C           G 
Shift the gears for years and age a single day
 Bb                                   C6 
Until we spill onto russian hill
Inst
 C6                                                                         Cm6 
I'm pulling through the last stoplight we head home past the shoreline,
 D5/C                                                         Cm6                                                   G 
And through the rear view mirror it all melts away 'til we're helpless
 D                                         D/C#                             C       G 
Watch the clouds turn into faces, it's fun to play
 D                                     D/C#                       C           G 
Shift the gears for years and age a single day
 D                                 D/C#               C               G 
For like curtains close this sunset matinee
 Bb                                     C6 
A dream fulfilled on russian hill