[ Предположительная тональность: G ] G C G Oh, the streets of Rome G C G Are filled with rubble D G C G Ancient footprints are everywhere C G You can almost think that you're seeing double D C G On a cold dark night on the spanish stairs D G C G Got to hurry on back to my hotel room D G C G Where I got me a date with Botticelli's niece C G Yeah, she promised that she'd be right there with me D G C G When I paint my masterpiece Oh the hours that I've spent inside the coliseum Dodging lions and wasting time Oh these mighty kings of the jungle I can hardly stand to see'em Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese Someday everything's gonna be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece A D A A D A I left Rome and landed in Brussels E A D A On plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried A D A Clergymen in uniform and young girls pulling bustles E A Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside E A D A Newspaper men Eating candy E A Had to be held down by big police A D A Someday everything's gonna be different E A When I paint my masterpiece