Taylor (easy version) Jack Johnson akordy

They say ^ATaylor was a good girl, n^Eever one to be late

C^F♯momplain, express ^Dideas in her b^Arain^E

^AWorking on the night shift, ^Epassing out the tickets,

You're g^F♯monna have to pay her ^Dif you want to park here^A

Well m^Aommy's little dancer has q^Euite a little secret

^F♯mWorking on the streets now, n^Dever gonna keep it^A

It's q^Auite an imposition and ^Enow shes only wishing

That s^F♯mhe would have listened ^Dto the words they sa^Aid^E

^DPoor Taylor

^AShe just ^Ewanders around,^F♯m unaf^Dfected by^A

The ^Ewinter winds ^F♯mand s^Dhe'll pretend ^Athat

She's s^Eomewhere else,^F♯m so ^Dfar and clear^A

About ^Etwo thousand m^F♯miles from here

^APeter Patrick ^Epitter patters on the ^F♯mwindow^D

But ^Asunny silhouet^Ete won't let h^F♯mim in^D

^APoor old Pete's got ^Enothing because he's been ^F♯mfalling^D

Somehow s^Aunny knows ^Ejust where ^F♯mhe's been^D

He thinks that ^Asinging on sunday is gonna ^Esave his ^F♯msoul^D

^ANow that ^Esatur^F♯mday is gone^D

^Asometimes he ^Ethinks that he's ^F♯mon his ^Dway

But I can ^Asee ^E

That his b^Dreak lights are on

Such a t^Aough enchilada f^Eilled up with nada

^F♯mGiving what she gotta g^Dive to get a dollar ^Abill^E

Used to ^Abe a limber chicken, ^Etimes a been a ticking

^F♯mNows she's finger licking ^Dto the man

with the ^Amoney in his pocket ^Eflying in his rocket

^F♯mOnly stopping by on his ^Dway to a better w^Aorld