Tom: B
Introdução:
Bm F# G
You accuse me of fancy talk
D A Bm
When I'm just trying to find my words
F# G
You've got a funny way of saying my name
D A Bm
Like I just ripped it off
D
These whiskey tango ghosts
F#
Won't leave us alone
A G D
But you are too polite to complain
F# Bm A
Of the art of speaking plain
Em G D
I haven't gathered a thing
F# Bm A
While I know we're dug in deep here
Em G F# A Bm
Why can't we live high with the wind
F# G D A Bm
You're just a freckle away from changing everything
F#
I'll make this easy
G D A Bm
By calling on my gypsy pedigree
D F#
These whiskey tango ghosts
A G D
Won't leave us alone
F# Bm A
Of the art of speaking plain
Em G D
I haven't gathered a thing
F# Bm A
While I know we're dug in deep here
Em G
Why can't we live high with the wind
F# A
Can't we live
F# Bm A
Of the art of making waves
Em G D
I had my lesson in spades
F# Bm A
And these ghosts they make it plain
Em G A D
They're never going away
F# Bm A
And my ghost she makes it plain
Em G D
I haven't gathered a thing
F# Bm A
Though I know we're dug in deep here
Em G
Why can't we live high with the wind
Bm
Can't we live