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CHORDS
C | 032010
Em | 022000
F | 133211
G | 320033
Am | 002210
Dm | xx0231
Colorado passes by like writing on a wall
Headed eastward down to New Orleans
Dippin' into Texas as the stars are fading out
There's still a lot of country in between
When I left California I was 29 years old
And the world just spun me around
Now I watched Louisiana scroll across the window pane
And I face in the direction I am bound
Co-ver up the sun
Let the river run
Make that water come
Wash me away
Me Clifton and the king of cats we sat down in the road
Pedro said "Boys we're three of a kind"
He said "I sat with river rats and hung my hat with diplomats
Had four brothers once upon a time"
He said they toured the country far away from the Rio Grande
And the road just wore them down
So they bought a house beside a lake outside of New Orleans
And they stared in the direction of the escalating sound
Cover up the sun
Let the river run
Take this good man's son
And wash him away
Well Sister Indecipherable is talkin to a wall
Back in New York city she's a queen (New York she's a queen)
Well resurrect or genuflect she saves the one she can't protect
Keeps the chapel Pris- if not Sis-tine
She drinks Absinthe mixed with Kerosene to keep herself upright
But the world still brings her down
If you can't keep your shit together when God is on your side
What chance do you have when he's not around?
Cover up the sun
Make that water run
Let the river come
To wash me away
People of the Mardi Gras in their Tuesday best
Waiting for the South to rise again
Children of Geronimo grieving for the West
Feather-dressed and marching their refrain
Oh in the dark of Armstrong Park the marching bands attend
But they never make a sound
Just a quiet prayer for Congo Square a silent conversation there
With the night to rest our eyes in we just look to the horizon for the change
Cover up the sun
Let the river run
I pray the waters come to wash me away
Colour in the sky
Make that diesel fly
Oh just lay me down to die and just take me away.
(moins de barrés)