Rolling Stones - Luxury, аккорды

                           LUXURY
                        ROLLING  STONES
  
 
 INTRO:   G  C  F  G  C    F  C  Csus4  C  -- 2x`s
 
 
 VERSE:
        F                   C   Csus4  C
        I want a real fine car,
         F         C   Csus4  C
        Fly Miami too
         F                      C      Csus4  C
        All the rum I want to drink it,
         F               C    Csus4  C
        All the whiskey too.
        F                C         Csus4  C
        My woman need a new dress,
        F                          C     Csus4  C
        My daughter got to go to school
             G          C
        I`m working so hard,
              F              G   C    F  C  Csus4  C
        I`m working for the company.
              G         C       F               G  C   F  C  Csus4  C
        I`m working so hard to keep you in the luxury.
 
 
 VERSE:
        And you can`t call me lazy on a seven day a week
        Make a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me.
        Yes, I want a gold ring, riding in a limousine
        I`m working so hard, I`m working for the company.
        I`m working so hard to keep you in the luxury.
 
 
 INSTRUMENTAL: SOLO OVER CHORDS TO FIRST TWO LINES IN VERSE
 
 
 VERSE: (starting with the 3rd line)
        Now listen, I`m a proud man,
        Not a beggar walking on the street
        I`m working so hard, to keep you from the poverty.
        I`m working so hard 
        To keep you in the luxury, oh yeah. (PLAY INTRO INST. ONCE)
             (INTRO)
        I`m working so hard
             (INTRO)
        I`m working so hard 
           (PLAY INTRO OVER THESE WORDS ALSO)
        Harder, harder, working, working, working 
 
 
 VERSE:
        I think it`s such a strange thing, giving me concern
        Half the world it got nothing
        The other half got money to burn.
        My woman need a new dress
        My daughter got to go to school
        I`m working so hard, I`m working for the company, oh yeah.
        I`m working so hard, oh yeah.
 
 
 VERSE:
        Working on a Sunday in refinery
        Make a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me.
        All the rum I want to drink it, I got responsibility
        I`m working so hard to keep you from the poverty, oh yeah.
        I`m working so hard, I`m working for the company, oh yeah.
        I`m working so hard, oh yeah.
        Harder, harder, working, working .....FADE OUT
 
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