Rainbows And Pots Of Gold

Stereophonics

Compositor: Kelly Jones

Tom: D

Intro: (a introdução da música é no violino. Mas na guitarra ficaria assim)


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Acordes: Bm  F#m  A  G

(fica assim a música inteira)

I heard you're doing well
Selling art and everything
I like your stuff, good for you
I'll buy a piece or maybe two

Do you ever think of me?
Do you remember all our stupid dreams?
Rainbows and pots of gold
So much to prove before we got old

I took you places 'round the world
I miss your face sometimes, you know?
You took my picture a thousand times
I'll buy them back, I don't mind

I lost my way but found my track
I'm sorry if I never listened back
I've been 'round, I've been up and down
And you miss the one we dressed like clowns

Oh, and how's your car? How's your life?
Oh, how's my friend? When's she gonna be your wife?
I'm sittin' up, writin' down
Oh, these things I sometimes dream about

I knew your number off by heart
That's the only one I liked to talk
It wasn't me using you
I trusted you, one of the few

And we had some laughs, had some rows
But in the end the walls came down
You'd like the place I'm living now
It's a shame you can't come around

And I've grown a lot since we last spoke
Got myself together, fixed what was broke
I wonder if we'll talk again
Oh, drink together, just like then

I suppose it's different now, it's new
Whoever points the finger at who
I really hope you're happy, both of you
And maybe sometimes you miss me too...