Roll On Arte The Felice Brothers The first Song, Capo 0, Picking 1. Strophe The [G]turbines [D]pound, your [C]plane touches down, the [C]captain [D]catches your [C]eye. And [G]all the city [D]crows perched [C]high in rows on [C]wires [D]watch you walk [C]by. Your [G]hair has [D]changed, your [C]room´s rearranged, and[C] someone´s bee[D]n sleeping [C]inside. And the [G]curtain´s[D] closed on[C] all your windows, to[C] block out the[D] fried chicken [C]sign. Ref. Roll [G]on, [D]Arte roll [C (azchords.com)
