Dreadful Selfish Crime: аккорды на гитаре
На этой странице вы найдёте аккорды песни «Dreadful Selfish Crime» для гитары, а также полный текст композиции. Аккорды и текст размещены в обучающих целях, чтобы начинающим гитаристам было проще разобраться, как играть песню «Dreadful Selfish Crime» на гитаре.
Как играть на гитаре песню «Dreadful Selfish Crime»: аккорды, текст, разбор
Для начала давайте ознакомимся с оригинальными аккордами, которые используются в композиции «Dreadful Selfish Crime», оценим, реально ли научиться играть эту песню на гитаре для начинающих гитаристов, а затем посмотрим слова и аккорды песни и перейдём к разбору.
Аккорды песни «Dreadful Selfish Crime» для гитары
Чтобы сыграть песню «Dreadful Selfish Crime» на гитаре, вам нужно выучить следующие аккорды:
- G
- Em
- C
- D
- A
Слова песни «Dreadful Selfish Crime» с аккордами
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Trey Graves --------------------------------- Dreadful Selfish Crime by Robert Earl Keen on the album Gringo Honeymoon ------------------- | capo on 1st fret | ------------------- G Em G Em G Em G Em G Em G Em Seems like yesterday I was here G Em G Em Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer C G Em G Em Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars C G Em G Em Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars D C G Em G Em Barely livin' on money from tip jars I had a little place just up the block Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked We spent our afternoons watchin' the TV Findin' things to do that we could do for free When we split up she said you don't do enough for me Chorus: C D G C D G I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime C D G Em G Em I had robbed myself of all my precious time Had my first gig here in the neighborhood We had a little band I thought was good Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P.A. We got a quart of rum drank it all that day When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play Chorus Chorus Sometimes I can't believe those days are gone Most of my friends back then have moved along One's in Hollywood one's a millionaire Some are gone for good some still livin' here Me I'm just the same lost in a crowd Lookin' for the rain in a thunder cloud I have moved around but it don't matter though One thing I have found there are just two ways to go It all comes down to livin' fast or dyin' slow Chorus Chorus Seems like yesterday, just like yesterday