Аккорды к песне ​Sixto Rodriguez — Inner City Blues

 Sixto Rodriguez - Inner City Blues 
 
From the Album: "Cold Fact" 
 
Intro:  E Em A Etc. 
 
Verse: 
E                        A 
Going down a dirty inner city side road, I plotted 
E                   A 
Madness passed me by, she smiled hi, I nodded 
E                 B5      E 
Looked up as the sky began to cry, she shot it 
E                A                     E 
Meet a girl from Dearborn, early six o-clock this morn, a cold fact 
A                              E 
Asked about her bag, suburbia's such a drag, wont Go back 
 
Chorus: 
G             D       A   E 
'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas round here 
G                   D   A     E 
And now he sees the news, but the pictures not too clear 
A                                     E 
Mama, Papa, stop, treasure what you got; soon you may be caught without it 
A                                     E 
The curfews set for eight; will it ever all be straight? I doubt it. 
 
Verse: 
E                    A            E 
Seven jealous fools playing by her rules, can't believe her 
A                                    E 
He feels so in between, can't break the scene, it would grieve her 
E                   B5            A 
And that's the reason why he must cry, he'll never leave her. 
E  A 
E 
Crooked children, yellow chalk writing on the concrete walk, their King died 
A                                    E 
Drinking from a Judas cup, looking down but seeing up, sweet red wine 
 
Chorus: 
G             D       A   E 
'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas round here 
G                   D       A       E 
And now you hear the music, but the words don't sound too clear. 
A                                      E 
Mama, Papa, stop. Treasure what you got. Soon you may be caught without it 
A                                       E 
The curfews set for eight will it ever all be straight? I doubt it. 
 
Outro: 
E                        A 
Going down a dusty, Georgian side road, I wonder 
E                   B5             E 
The wind splashed in my face, can smell a trace, of thunder.