Bad News From Home Randy Newman [Fm]High on a cliff in [D#]Mexi[Fm]co [Fm]Staring down at the rocks and the [D#]sea be[Fm]low [Fm]I can hear the [D#]church bells [Fm]ring [Fm]I can hear the [D#]choir I remember the night she left I drove to the station in the pouring rain Sat all night behind my big iron desk The [Fm]oil on the water made a [D#]rain[Fm]bow[Gm][Fm] At the end of this bone-white gravel road They both lie sleeping on a feather bed And her hair is black as the sky at night But he (guitaretab.com)
