Del Rios Song akkorde

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I've lived upon the edge of chance for 
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twenty years or more
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And this is what my friends all mean

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By Del Rio's song (Oh, Del Rio)
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Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)
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Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)
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Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)

[Post-Chorus 1]
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When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
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I think you'd know enough

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To call in touch that outer frame
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The inner gain, a sullen gulch
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Which opens up on the way to Blindman's Bluff
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A suburb now of River Roads
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Where quandry and sublime improve
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The sight whose imagery
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Is sometimes that of fear

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I've lived upon the edge of chance 
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for twenty years or more
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And this is what my friends all mean

       Dm         G
By Del Rio's song (Oh, Del Rio)
    Dm         G
Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)
    Dm          G
Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)
    Dm          G            Bb
Del Rio's Song (Oh, Del Rio)

[Post-Chorus 2]
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When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
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I think you'd know enough

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To shut the gates of walled town walls
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And putting up some good rum punch
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Forget the way to Blindman's Bluff
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So packed with eyes that glow like coals
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And pointing towards the North
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Oh, my boat left New Orleans in 1829!

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My destination is a secret
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And the doctrine is soft
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And just between the verse and me
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It's a place where you can see
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Lost, last and luminous
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Scored to sky yet never found relics of jewels
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And ant-track tools
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A true ghost danc rehearsal ground

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ooooh
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I've lived upon the edge of chance 
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for twenty years or more
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And this is what my friends all mean
Dm          G               C      
I've lived upon the edge of chance for 
       F
twenty years or more
Dm          G                   C   C
And this is what my friends all mean

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By Del Rio's song (Oh, Del Rio) (vamp)