John Fogerty - Sweet Hitch-hiker - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: Eb ]

Sweet Hitch-Hiker:(John Fogerty)Creedence Clearwater Revival.
Album - Mardi Gras - #12 in 1972.

INTRO: Eb

#1.s-
Eb                                Ab.u
Was ridin' alongside the highway, rollin' up the country side.e-
Eb                                          Ab
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Eb                       C#              Ab
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road..
C#                     Bb
she was smilin' there, yellow in her hair.
Eb                                      Eb7
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care?


CHORUS:
Bb                            Ab                       Eb
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, we could make music at the Greasy King.
Bb                                             Ab
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, won't you ride on my fast machine?

#2.
Eb                                                   Ab
Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound,
Eb                                  Ab
noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster, slow me down.
Eb                        C#                  Ab
I turned away to see her..whoa! she caught my eye..
C#                                 Bb
but I was rollin' down, movin' too fast.
Eb                                     Eb7
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can it last?

CHORUS:
Bb                            Ab                       Eb
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, we could make music at the Greasy King.
Bb                                             Ab
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, won't you ride on my fast machine?


(INTERLUDE:) Eb C# Ab C# Bb Eb

#3.
Eb                                       Ab
Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive.
Eb                                          Ab
Wondering if you're goin' my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Eb                             C#                 Ab
Well, here she comes a ridin', Lord, she's flyin' high..
C#                                   Bb
but she was rollin' down, movin' too fast.
Eb                                    Eb7
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can I last?

CHORUS:
Bb                            Ab                       Eb
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, we could make music at the Greasy King.
Bb                                             Ab
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, won't you ride on my fast machine?

OUTRO:
Bb                            Ab                       Eb
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, we could make music at the Greasy King.
Bb                                             Ab
Sweet hitch-a-hiker, won't you ride on my fast machine? (x3)


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