GOLDWING

Điệu: Điệu Valse
Tone: [Dm]
Sáng tác:
Intro: He hath come to the bosom of his beloved
Smiling on him, she beareth him to highest heav'n
With yearning heart
On thee we gaze, O' gold-wing'd messenger of mighty Gods
[Dm]
[Dm] Goldwing angel
[Dm] Go home, don't tell
[Dm] Anyone what you are
[Dm] You're sacred and they're starved
[Dm] And their art is gettin' dark
[Dm] And there you are to tear apart
[Dm] Tear apart, tear apart, tear apart
You better keep your head [A#] down-down
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
Better keep your head [A#] down-down
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
[Dm] They're gonna tell you what you wanna hear
[Dm] Then they're gonna disappear
[Dm] Gonna claim you like you a souvenir
[Dm] Just to sell you in a year
You better keep your head [A#] down-down
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
Keep your head [A#] down-down (Down)
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
Better keep your head [A#] down-down
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
Keep your head [A#] down-down
Da-da- [Gm] down-down, da-da- [Dm] down-down
That's good!

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