Simon And Garfunkel - Cloudy, аккорды

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{title:Cloudy}
{st:Paul Simon}
Cl[
D
]oudy, The sky is grey and white and clou[
G
]dy. Sometimes I think it's hanging d[
D
]own[
F#7
] on m[
Ddim
]e. I[
A
]t's hitch-hike a hundred m[
F#7
]iles. I'm a [
A
]rag-a-muffin c[
Bm
]hild. P[
E
]ointed finger, painted smile. I le[
A
]ft my shadow waiting down the [
A7
]road for me a while. Cl[
D
]oudy, My thoughts are scattered and they're clou[
G
]dy. They have no borders, [
D
]no b[
F#7
]oundar[
Ddim
]ies. T[
A
]hey echo and they s[
F#7
]well, From Tol[
A
]stoy to Tinker[
Bm
]bell,
D
[
E
]own from Berkeley to Carmel. Got [
A
]some pictures in my pocket and a [
A7
]lot of time to kill. Hey, Su[
D
]nshine-- I haven't seen you in a l[
G
]ong time. Why don't you show your face and be[
D
]nd [
F#7
]my m[
Ddim
]ind? Th[
A
]ese clouds stick to the s[
F#7
]ky, Like a fl[
A
]oating question, [
Bm
]why?
A
[
E
]nd they linger there to die. [
A
]They don't know where they're going, and my [
A7
]friend, neither do I. Clo[
D
]udy, Cl[
G
]oudy, Clo[
D
]udy, [
G
]Cloudy. # # Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives # by Steve Putz # 7 September 1992