Nirvana - Plateau

Uit WikiStrompf
Naar navigatie springen Naar zoeken springen
De printervriendelijke versie wordt niet langer ondersteund en kan mogelijk weergavefouten bevatten. Werk uw browserbladwijzers bij en gebruik de ingebouwde browser printfunctionaliteit.

Verse

F#     A         F#           A        F#      A      E
Many a hand have scaled the grand old face of the plateau
F#    A          F#    E     A         E        F#
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know
F#      A        F#       A          F#       A    E
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand
   F#     A     F#     E   A         E    F#
To beautify the foothills, shake the many hands

Chorus

F#                   A            E          F#                     A
Nothing on top but a bucket and a mop and an illustrated book about birds
      F#               A        E       F#                    A       E
See a lot up there but don't be scared. Who needs action when you got words

Verse

F#                A        F#      A        F#      A           E
Finished with the mop then you can stop and look at what you've done
F#        A         F#         A            F#    E      F#
Plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen and the work, it was fun

Chorus

F#                   A            E          F#                     A
Nothing on top but a bucket and a mop and an illustrated book about birds
      F#               A        E       F#                    A       E
See a lot up there but don't be scared. Who needs action when you got words

Verse

F#     A      F#      A     F#            A       E
Many a hand began to scan around for the next plateau
F#   A          F#        A        E    F#
Some say it was Greenland some say Mexico
F#        A    F#     A       F#        A      E
Others decided it was only exactly where they stood
F#         A        F#                A        E         F#
Those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could.

Notes