icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Cruel Cruel World (Red dead 2 soundtrack)
Cruel Cruel World (Red dead 2 soundtrack) Chorus[Em]Cruel cruel world must I go [D#m]on[Em]Cruel cruel world I'm movin [A#]on [C7]I've been [Em]living too fast [F7]I've been [D#m]living too wrong[Em]Cruel cruel [A#]world I'm [Em]goneVerse 1 This big ol' [Em]world sure got me runnin' [D#m]roundI heard a [Em]voice that said just settle [A#]down [C7]And with the [Em]moonlight as my [F7]guideAnd with this [D#m]feeling deep insideI know [Em]now that [A#]I am homeward [Em]boundAs I [Em]wander through the pines, the [D#m]whisperings, they tellOf the [Em]many before me who [A#]tried and [C7]fellSeeking [Em]fortune and [F7]waysTo [D#m]get to glory daysLooking [Em]for a [A#]place in this old [Em]worldChorus[Em]Cruel cruel world must I go [D#m]on[Em]Cruel cruel world I'm movin [A#]on [C7]I've been [Em]living too fast [F7]I've been [D#m]living too wrong[Em]Cruel cruel [A#]world I'm [Em]goneVerse 2Desert [Em]roads, desert [D#m]plainsI have [Em]seen so much [A#]pain [C7]Now I [Em]see [F7]into the [D#m]eyes of a girlNo [Em]more, no [A#]more, cruel [Em]worldOn the dusty [Em]trail I saw a vapor [D#m]lightWas it [Em]mirage? Don't know but it seemed [A#]right [C7]I felt [Em]mission I felt [F7]trustI knew [D#m]that then I mustGo to [Em]her, away [A#]from this cruel [Em]worldChorus[Em]Cruel cruel world must I go [D#m]on[Em]Cruel cruel world I'm movin [A#]on [C7]I've been [Em]living too fast [F7]I've been [D#m]living too wrong[Em]Cruel cruel [A#]world I'm [Em]gone⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Red Dead Redemption 2 Soundtrack
icon music Ảnh nghệ sĩ Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down [A#] Well I woke up Sunday morning with no [Em] way to hold my head that it [A#] didn't hurtand the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bb] badso I had one more for [Db]dessert [G7] [A#] [G7]Then I [C ]fumbled through my closetfor my [Em]clothes and found my cleanest [A#]dirty [Bb]shirtand I shaved [Em] my face and [G7]I combed my hair andstumbled[Em] down the stairs to meet the [G7]dayI [A#]smoked my brain the night before with [Em]cigarettes and songs that I had been [A#]pickin'But I [A#]lit my first and watched a small kid [Bb]cussin' at a can that he was [Db] kickin'[G7] [A#][G7]And I [A#]crossed the empty streetand caught the [Em]Sunday smell of someone [A#]fryin'[Bb] chicken And it took [Em]me back to [G7]somethin' that I 'd [Em]lost somewhere [G7]somehow [A#]along the wayCHORUSOn the Sunday mornin' [Em]sidewalkwishin' Lord that I was [A#]stone'cause there's somethin' in [G7]Sunday that makes a body feel[A#] alone [C7]and there's nothing short of [Em]dyin'half as lonesome as the [A#]soundof a sleepin' city [Db]sidewalk [G7] [Em]Sunday [G7 ]mornin' comin'[A#] downIn the park I saw a daddywith a [Em]laughing little girl that he was [A#]swingin'and I stopped beside a Sunday schooland [Bb]listened to the songs that they were [Db]singin' [G7] [A#] [G7]and I [A#]headed back for homeand somewhere far [Em]away a lonely bell was[A#] ringin' [Bb]and it [Em] echoed through the [G7]canyonlike the [Em] disappearing [G7 ]dreams of [A#]yesterdayCHORUS (2x) ⠀ Sáng tác: Kris Kristofferson