#аккорды
Инструмент: Гитара (6-ти струнная) поменять
Строй: Standart (E A D G B E) поменять
Без каподастра поменять
Строй: Standart (E A D G B E) поменять
Без каподастра поменять
Fear Of Falling The intro on the song is a mandolin going through a pretty little progression, but it boils down to D -C -G -D on 4/4 time. The chords are to be played EXACTLY WHERE THEY APPEAR ON THIS TAB. If they're between words, play the chord at that point. This is not the result of a badly done alignment in my word-processor. But in any event, you'll get the cadence, and it will flow with the rest of the song very nicely. D Last night I dreamt of flying C Over hillsides in the snow G And I dove down through the clouds D Into the valley there below D When the fields turned into parking lots C My freedom turned to dread G The ground rose up to greet me D And I jumped up out of bed C You can fly, fly, fly D Off to anywhere you choose C You can try, try, try D But eventually you'll lose D It seems there's always something G C Tryin' to bring a good man down (stretch the word when sung) C G I have no fear of falling D But I hate hitting the ground Searchin' through my sofa Tryin' to find some extra change I thought that I knew everything 'Til everything changed Now I'm standing on an island That is sinking into the sea And all that I can do Is just enjoy the scenery Well, you can fly, fly, fly Off to anywhere you choose You can try, try, try But eventually you'll lose They say a man hears sweet, soft music Just before he drowns I have no fear of falling But I hate hitting the ground (repeat line) (Insert Solo Here) (Sorry folks, haven't figured out the rhythm part during the solo. If I do, I'll post an update to this song. But I can say that it appears to be some progression in Em .) You and I have politics There's lines that we don't cross And we live happily ever after Inside this little box But you just can't take a lion And throw him into a cage And expect him to be thankful For the shelter that you gave (repeat chorus three times and slowly fade) You can fly, fly, fly Off to anywhere you choose You can try, try, try But eventually you'll lose The more you try to cling to me The less I'll stick around I have no fear of falling But I hate hitting the ground