Tonalité : F major
Intro 1
D
A
D
A
G
Em
G
D
A
Verse 1
D
With
Providence to guide us,
we don't don't need a map to
tell us where to go
A
Put our high tops on the highway
And our mesh hats we'll follow
G
Cause we weren't born
for times like these
Gm
G
D
Burning cars and air fridges in one
Road to starting as another
A
Road to finish as an old
For the hour and the power
G
And the glory would be ours
Like the hours would be the hours
D
of the last days
A
D
A
We won't hear what anyone says
G
It's not a glory, it's not a story
D
our lives ever told
G
When there was somebody for me,
D
every step on the road
A
The carriage took me,
D
and my feet were bound
Well, we said we'd live in Paris
A
in the temps of Rondez -Saint -Denis
We'd be hanging on the boulevard
with the idiots up on singing
G
I don't care for times like this,
we'll say we're all anarchists
D
And will anybody really understand
A
what that is all?
For the hour and the power
G
and the glory was ours
Like the hours were the hours
A
D
of the last days
A
We won't hear what anyone says
G
It's not the glory, it's not the story
D
our lives ever told
G
When there was somebody for me,
D
every step on the road
A
carried them from me
D
And my feeble body
G
And you'll lose your looks
A
I'll lose my religion
D
A
G
We'll be God's tiny carrier pi geons
D
Will never return
A
G
It's not a glory
It's not a story
D
Our lives ever told
G
D
It's an easy lie
A
To tell
D
And you told it well
You told it well, you told it
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