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White Room chords (version 1)
Cream 1968 Wheels of Fire (Jack Bruce and Pete Brown)
Capo V
Dm C Am G
Dm C Am G G7
A G D F A G F G
In the white room, with black curtains, near the station.
A G D F A G F G
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
A G D F A G F G
Silver horses, ran down moonbeams, in your dark eyes.
A G D F A G F G
Dawn light smiles, on you leaving, my contentment.
G D F E
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
G D F G A
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
A G D F A G F G
You said no strings, could secure you, at the station.
A G D F A G F G
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
A G D F A G F G
I walked into, such a sad time, at the station.
A G D F A G F G
As I walked out, felt my own need, just beginning.
G D F E
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come by;
G D F G A
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
Dm C Am G
Dm C Am G G7
A G D F A G F G
At the party, she was kindness, in the hard crowd.
A G D F A G F G
Consolation, for the old wound, now forgotten.
A G D F A G F G
Yellow tigers, crouched in jungles, in her dark eyes.
A G D F A G F G
Now she's dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
G D F E
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
G D F G A
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
Dm C Am G
Dm C Am G G7
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White Room chords (version 2)
Cream 1968 Wheels of Fire (Jack Bruce and Pete Brown)
Capo III
Em D Bm A
Em D Bm A A7
B A E G B A G A
In the white room, with black curtains, near the station.
B A E G B A G A
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
B A E G B A G A
Silver horses, ran down moonbeams, in your dark eyes.
B A E G B A G A
Dawn light smiles, on you leaving, my contentment.
A E G F#
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
A E G A B
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
B A E G B A G A
You said no strings, could secure you, at the station.
B A E G B A G A
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
B A E G B A G A
I walked into, such a sad time, at the station.
B A E G B A G A
As I walked out, felt my own need, just beginning.
A E G F#
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come by;
A E G A B
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
Em D Bm A
Em D Bm A A7
B A E G B A G A
At the party, she was kindness, in the hard crowd.
B A E G B A G A
Consolation, for the old wound, now forgotten.
B A E G B A G A
Yellow tigers, crouched in jungles, in her dark eyes.
B A E G B A G A
Now she's dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
A E G F#
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
A E G A B
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
Em D Bm A
Em D Bm A A7
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