Marc Cohn - Silver thunderbird
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|Em7 D/F# Gsus2| | let ring |
|Em7 D/F# G5 | | C5 D5 |
Em7 D/F# G
GWatched it coming up WiCnsBm7low
Down SouthAm Park BoulevarGd D
Yeah it was Em7looking good frD/F#om tail to hoGod
Great big fins and painCted stBm7eel
Man it Amlooked just lGike the BatD-mobile
With Emmy old mD/F#an behind Gthe wheel
Well you could hEmardly even Dsee him
In all oCf that chromeG
The Emman with the Dplan and the pocCket combG
But Emevery nightD it carrieCd him homeG D
Em/D ADnd I could hear him sayin'...
G Don't gimme no Buick C
Son you must take my word G
If there's a God in heaven D
He's got a CSilver Thunderbird G
G You can keep your Eldorados C
And the foreign car's absurd G
Me I wanna go down D
In a SiClver Thunderbird
|Em7 D/F# G| |Em7 D/F# G| |C D|
Verse 2
He got up every morning
While i was still asleep
But I remember the sound of him shuffling around
Then right before the crack of dawn
I heard him turn the motor on
But when I got up they were gone
Bridge 2 & 3
Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh the secrets that old car would know
Sometimes I hear him sayin'...