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[ Предположительная тональность: C ] Taylor Jack Johnson Key: C Intro: Verse 1: C G/B They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late Am F/C C G/B Am F/C complain, express ideas in her brain C G/B working on the night shift, passing out the tickets, Am F/C C G/B Am F/C you're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here C G/B Well mommy's little dancer has quite a little secret Am F/C C G/B Am F/C working on the streets now, never gonna keep it C G/B its quite an imposition and now she's only wishing Am F/C C G/B Am F/C that she would have listened to the words they said poor Taylor Chorus: C G/B Am F/C C She just wanders around, unaffected b - y G/B Am F/C C the winter winds and she'll pretend that G/B Am F/C C she's somewhere else, so far and clear G/B Am (let ring) about two thousand m - iles... from here Verse 2: C G/B Am F/C Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window C G/B Am F/C but Sunny's silhouette wont let him in C G/B Am F/C Poor old Petes got nothing because he's been falling C G/B Am F/C but somehow Sunny knows just where he - 's been C G/B Am F/C he thinks that singing on Sunday is gonna save his soul C G/B Am F/C now that Saturday is gone C G/B Am F/C sometimes he thinks that he's on his way C G/B Am but i can see F/C that his break lights are on Chorus: C G/B Am F/C C She just wanders around, unaffected by G/B Am F/C C the winter winds and she'll pretend that G/B Am F/C C she's somewhere else, so far and clear G/B Am (let ring) about two thousand m - iles... from here Verse 3: C G/B Such a tough enchilada, filled up with nada Am F/C C G/B Am F/C givin' what she gotta give to get a dollar bill C G/B Used to be a limber chicken, times a been a tickin' Am F/C Nows she's finger lickin' to the man C G/B With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket Am F/C C G/B Am only stopping by on his way to a better world F/C C G/B Am If Taylor finds a better world F/C C then Taylor's gonna run away