Chord Gitar Franz Nicolay - Felix And Adelita Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G)

Tuning:A D G C E A
 
                A#
She called him Felix
              Dm
Which meant 'lucky' to her
Gm                                  F
    He was a middle-distance runner
Eb                             Dm
She didn't take him seriously
                    Eb                       F
But shifted in her seat when he walked by
 
                A#
He thought her plain
     Dm                   Gm
But sensual in some way
                                   F              Eb Dm
She licked the corner of her mouth thoughtfully
                               Eb F
Wore her skirts above the knee
 
    A#                                  Dm                           Gm
He told her a story about a pair of green and gold yarn gloves
                     F
That he'd been given
                        Eb
It was a sting of recognition
                   Dm                         Eb
She realized he'd given those gloves to her
                         F                           A#    Dm
When he left it had the feel of a little tradition
 
      Eb
Lash solitude to the wind
 
But when you leave again
                                  A# Dm
Leave something of you with them
          Eb
Tie your fishing lines to the fence posts
                                 A#    Dm
And do your best to reel them in
 
            Eb
The candle flickers
                                Gm       F
You measure morals by unsturdy things
      Eb                          F
Tear leaves off of the sycamore
                                Gm
Pin down the butterfly's wings
 
    A#                                Dm
"I never knew it got this cold in August
                 Gm
Here in Tuscon"
                     F
"Only in the evening
                                   Eb
There's nothing here to hold the heat
                  Dm
The sun goes down
                          Eb F
It floats off and is lost
 
    A#
Anyway, you've got a jacket
         Dm                            Gm
Tell me where you got that necklace"
                      F
He looked across the parking lot
                              Eb
At the path under the highway
                           Dm                                 Eb
At the mouth of it a man slung bags of cans across his back
                    F
He coughed, and he turned back to the table
 
     A#                       Dm                        Gm
She told him a story of a hand embroidered pillow
                  F
She'd been given
                             Eb
It was with a sting of recognition
                   Dm                     Eb
He realized she'd given him that pillow
                          F                           A#
When she left it had the feel of a little tradition
 
So lash solitude to the wind
But when you leave again
Leave something of you with the
Tie your fishing lines to fence posts
And do your best to reel them in
 
The candle flickers
You measure morals by unsturdy things
Tear leaves off of the sycamore
And pin down the butterfly's wings