Аккорды к песне ​Iron & Wine — Luther (feat. Ben Bridwell)

 
Intro 
D G F#m G A 
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Verse 
D                                 A                G 
  Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot 
                                                              F#m 
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply 
                                                         G 
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God 
                                        A              D 
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire 
Fah-fah, fah 
 
Verse 
D                                 A                 G 
  Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot 
                                                            F#m 
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply 
                                                         G 
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God 
                                                        D 
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire 
It's a vibe,   Do your dance, let 'em watch 
       G 
She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah 
 
Chorus 
         G 
In this world, concrete flowers grow 
F#m 
Heartache, she only doin' what she know 
G 
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low 
Gm 
Better days comin' for sure 
G 
If it was up to me 
                       D 
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy 
                Em                             D 
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything. 
Just to see you win 
G 
If it was up to me 
           A          D 
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy 
                Em                             Gm 
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything 
Just to see you win 
 
Verse 
      D 
It Go in, out, Do it real slow 
G 
Baby, you a star, strike, pose 
F#m 
When I'm with you, everything goes 
G 
Come and put that, put that on my soul 
D 
'Rari, crown, wrist, froze 
 G 
Drip, pound, on the way home 
 
Chorus 
    G 
In this world, concrete flowers grow 
 F#m 
Heartache, she only doin' what she know 
G 
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low 
Gm 
Better days comin' for sure 
G 
If it was up to me 
           A         D 
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy 
        F#m        Em                             D 
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything.. 
To see you win 
G 
If it was up to me 
           A          D 
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy 
        F#m        Em                          D 
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything 
To see you win 
 
Bridge 
        G 
I can't lie, I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time 
   A 
I turn it off just so I can turn you on 
               Em 
I'ma make you say it loud 
                               D 
I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out 
                          G 
I might even settle down for you 
I'ma show you I'm a pro 
                     A 
I'ma take my time and turn it off 
Just so I can turn you on, baby 
 
Post-Chorus 
Em 
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low 
Gm 
Better days comin' for sure