[ Предположительная тональность: Am ] INTRO C Em Am F Oh... VERSE 1 C Em Am F C It won't be long before your train arrives at rainy Waterloo. Em Am It won't be long before you're leaving- F C You're leaving. Em And I'm jealous of your shoes, Am F C they take you step by step away from me. Em Am I'm jealous of this railway station- F Does that make me crazy? PRECHORUS 1 Em And my worn out love- F Em Am Like the worn out strings on my favorite guitar. F Em F C And I'm all out of words to make it better. CHORUS Em Am There'll be no one to fight with now, you're leaving- F C No one to believe in. Em Am There'll be no one to dry your eyes at midnight, F On the doorsteps of London. C No more tender goodbyes, Em No more wrong; no more right. Am F C No more falling asleep to the sweetest lullaby. Em Am La la la, la la la, la- F La la la, la la la, la. C Em Am F VERSE 2 C Em Am F C I'm jealous of that dress that kisses you in places they don't see. Em Am F C I'm jealous of the plane you're boarding, mmm. Em Am F C And I despise the view from way up there that leaves me down below. Em Am F I can't believe you're really leaving - Are you really leaving? PRECHORUS 2 Em All my worn out love- C F Em Am Like a worn out song on an old 45. F Em F C 'Cause I'm all out of words to make it better. CHORUS Em Am There'll be no one to fight with now, you're leaving- F C No one to believe in. Em Am There'll be no one to dry your eyes at midnight, F On the doorsteps of London. C No more tender goodbyes, Em No more wrong; no more right. Am F C No more falling asleep to the sweetest lullaby. Em Am La la la, la la la, la- F C La la la, la la la, la, singing- Em La la la, la la la, la. Am F Am La la la, la la la, la. BRIDGE G Em I'm jealous of the sun in distant harbors, F Am 'Cause it will wake you first. G F I'm jealous of the road you're walking on- G C Em Am The road that takes me from you, oh... F C Em Am F VERSE 1 C Em Am F C It won't be long before her train arrives at rainy Waterloo. Em Am F C It won't be long before she's leaving, oh... CHORUS Em Am There'll be no one to fight with now, you're leaving- F C No one to believe in. Em Am There'll be no one to dry your eyes at midnight, F On the doorsteps of London. C No more tender goodbyes, Em No more wrong; no more right. Am F C No more falling asleep to the sweetest lullaby. Em Am La la la, la la la, la- F C La la la, la la la, la, singing- Em La la la, la la la, la. Am F La la la, la la la, la. OUTTRO C Em Am F Ohh... C Em Am F Ohh... C Em Am