Bm There's still a long way to go G Bm And the nights are closing in But if I travelled any faster babe G A Lord knows where I might have been Bm Right from those early days G Bm I put my faith in the axle not the wheels Like old Zeno's toytus G A Bm With Achilles snapping at my heels Припев: D C G Don't worry D There's no hurry C G Here we are Bm F#m E With all the time in the world I could have been a high-flying dealer But I have no desire for speed I could have been a wild receiver But I've got everything I need And so I watch the world Go racing by tearing up the street I lay back in the long grass Take it easy and rest my feet Припев No-one ever held me back You know that no-one ever put me in chains No-one ever saw me racing ahead No-one had to tug on my reins As everybody knows I may be slow but I never quit Sometimes on a good day I sit and think Sometimes I just sit Припев - x2 Подобрать аккорды без баррэ | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA ![]() C ![]() D ![]() E ![]() F#m ![]() G ![]() Bm ![]() |