23.12.03

 

Cellar Door

Capo 4

G D
Please close the window
C G
It's getting towards morning
G D
Make me a promise and
C G
I'll tell you my dream

Confetti had fallen
All over my brainchild
Thoughts all unfettered
Had stumbled away

Chorus:
C
I'd buy you a river
G
If you'd fall on my doorstep
D
Call you a taxi
Em
If you'd pick up the phone
C
Say it ain't so
G
I'll go double or nothing
D
Give you the key
Em
To my cellar door

My leg's made of needles
This plant's so dejected
I'm smothered with proverbs
I'm turning to salt

This town's made of drama
It's gettin' so wasted
Can't find my suitcase
I'm ready to go





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