Silver Thunderbird Marc Cohn
|Em7 D/F# Gsus2| | let ring |
|Em7 D/F# G5 | | C5 D5 |
[Em7] [D/F#] [G]
[G]Watched it coming up Wi[C]ns[Bm7]low
Down South[Am] Park Boulevar[G]d[D]
Yeah it was [Em7]looking good fr[D/F#]om tail to ho[G]od
Great big fins and pain[C]ted st[Bm7]eel
Man it [Am]looked just l[G]ike the Bat[D]-mobile
With [Em]my old m[D/F#]an behind [G]the wheel
Well you could h[Em]ardly even [D]see him
In all o[C]f that chrome[G]
The [Em]man with the [D]plan and the poc[C]ket comb[G]
But [Em]every night[D] it carrie[C]d him home[G] [D]
[Em/D] A[D]nd I could hear him sayin'...
[G] Don't gimme no Buick[C]
Son you must take my word[G]
If there's a God in heaven[D]
He's got a [C]Silver Thunderbird[G]
[G] You can keep your Eldorados[C]
And the foreign car's absurd[G]
Me I wanna go down[D]
In a Si[C]lver Thunderbird
|Em7 D/F# G| |Em7 D/F# G| |C D|
Verse 2
He got up every morning
While i was still asleep
But I remember the sound of him shuffling around
Then right before the crack of dawn
I heard him turn the motor on
But when I got up they were gone
Bridge 2 & 3
Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh the secrets that old car would know
Sometimes I hear him sayin'...
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