Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
C
[Verse 1]
C
Aging Mr. Riley, laying on the sofa bed
C F C
Nursing a headache, wishing that he were dead, or better yet
C
Sitting in the stands, watching all the horses race
C F C
Grand in his hand, a million more in the bank, ordering a drink
[Chorus]
G
Yeah he watches the race with a smile on his face
Bb F C
He knows what's going down on the ground
G
Well a win is a win even if it's a sin
Bb F C
He takes his winnings down to the underground
[Instrumental]
C
[Verse 2]
C
Well Riley's pushing sixty, always pushing me around
C F
We're fixing races within a hundred miles of town
C
We're winning but he's putting me down
C
So I hatched myself a plan, to steal all Riley's money
C F C
Leave him in a ditch, fly off somewhere sunny and warm, man I wish I was warned
[Chorus]
G
'Cause I shot for the heart but I hit him in the shoulder
Bb F C
He shot back and he shot a little closer (oh yeah he hit the mark)
G
Well he left me die and he moved to Shanghai
Bb F C
Took my winnings down to the underground
Bb F C
Yeah he took my winnings down to the underground
[Instrumental]
G Bb F C
G Bb F C
G Bb F C D
[Outro]
D
Well the hurt done come this time for real
D
Now I'm crying like a baby and dying like a heel
D
When the cops come found me laying on the ground
D
Ol' Mr. Riley was never found
G F D
If I make it through them pearly gates
G F D
I hope heaven has got a horse race
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