The lakes - Taylor Swift, аккорды на укулеле

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Опубликовано: 2023-06-06 10:37

Intro: C Em Dm Am x2

C       Em             Dm         Am
Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?
C           Em                Dm
Iʼm not cut out for all these cynical clones
      Am
These hunters with cell phones

Chorus:
    Em                                  F
    Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die
              Am                               G
    I donʼt belong and, my beloved, neither do you
    Em                                 F
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
                G
    Iʼm setting off, but not without my muse

C              Em            Dm
What should be over burrowed under my skin
   Am
In heart-stopping waves of hurt
C             Em                Dm
Iʼve come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze
        Am
Tell me what are my words worth

Chorus:
    Em                                  F
    Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die
              Am                               G
    I donʼt belong and, my beloved, neither do you
    Em                                 F
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
                G
    Iʼm setting off, but not without my muse

Bridge:
    C                  Em
    I want auroras and sad prose
    Dm                 Am               C
    I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet
    Em                         Dm
    Because I havenʼt moved in years
    Am
    And I want you right here
     
    C            Em           Dm
    A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
         Am
    With no one around to tweet it
    C                Em
    While I bathe in cliffside pools
              Dm                     Am
    With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

Chorus:
    Em                                  F
    Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die
              Am                               G
    I donʼt belong and, my beloved, neither do you
    Em                                 F
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
                G
    Iʼm setting off, but not without my muse
     
                    C
    No, not without you

Coda:   Em Dm Am
      C Em Dm Am x3
      C