Cifras
Starlights Our Way

Tom: D

Introdução:

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D                                              G                                         A  
When the favors of fate become your force
D                                                 G                                              A  
And the greatest of lakes becomes your door
D                                              G                                         A  
Wear a pair of the fairest hairless mare
D                                                                 G                                                 A  
But bear in mind that too much makes careless wear
Bb                                            F                                              G  
One snares all her cares in spires of ivory
Bb                                                 F                              G  
Walls stretch to the sky and very well
Bb                                            F                                    G  
Still will finds a way to make it ugly
Bb                                            F                                         G  
Sills, pills and a young man making time
D                                            G                                              A  
All the loveliest hours have come to court
D                                            G                                    A  
She's a teller of golden, golden worth
D                                                      G                                    A  
Will her gaze to your mighty, mighty mountain
D                                            G                                            A  
Will a way to the hills and fertile plain?
Bb                                            F                                              G  
One snares all her cares in spires of ivory
Bb                                                 F                              G  
Walls stretch to the sky and very well
Bb                                            F                                    G  
Still will finds a way to make it ugly
Bb                                            F                                         G  
Sills, pills and a young man making time
C                                                                                         F  
Why, oh why do skies come tumbling down?
C                                                                                                    F  
Try, we try, but there's no wood to be bound
C                                                                                            F  
Mild smiles and days may muddle the sound
C                                                                                                 F  
The wild-eyed, the moon lights up the crowd
C  F  C  F  C  F  C  F  G  
D                                                         G                                                 A  
With the wheels at her feet, she clouds my eyes
D                                      G                                 A  
Heavy metal and meats we tenderize
D                                                         G                                                 A  
Bold, the blood on her hands will tell the tale
D                                              G                                            A                                 Bb  
Of the lines and a stealthy, wealthy heir
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