Train —
Cab

Аккорды для укулеле

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© Подбор аккордов: Антон Гавзов // шеф проекта (https://Muzland.ru)
± Темп (BPM): ♩ = 109 ударов в минуту

Lyrics and Music by Brandon Bush and Pat Monahan

Intro: A | G | D | D | Hm

         E                       Hm
New York snow this time of year,
                     E
There’s nothing more beautiful
   G
To me
      D         Hm
Except for you.
          E                Hm
Making my way uptown and down,
         E            G
Seeing familiar places faces
                 D
In my pile of coffee grounds.

Chorus:
         A
     The days are better,
         G                   D       G     D
     The nights are still so lonely.
         A
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D     Hm
     On the road.
         F#m
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D               A    Hm
     On the road.

            E                  Hm
Watching my breath rise in the sun,
          E             G
Pulling myself into mid-one,
Helplessly feel for my phone
    D           Hm
And drive away.

         E           Hm
This new rhythm I pursue
           E            G
Is just my getting over you,
                          D        G
And telling myself that I need to.

Chorus:
         A
     The days are better,
         G                   D       G     D
     The nights are still so lonely.
         A
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D     Hm
     On the road.
         F#m
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D            E
     On the road.

   G
   I’m still looking for a play.
   D                E           G
   No one said that it was fair
          D
   To be alone.

Chorus:
         A
     The days are better,
         G                   D
     the nights are still so lonely.
         A
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D     Hm
     On the road.

         F#m
     The days are better,
         Em                  D
     The nights are still so lonely.
         A
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
        D         Hm
     On the road.
         F#m
     Sometimes I think
             G
     I’m the only cab
            D
     On the road.