Тональность

 
Intro: G  C  G  C }x4 
  
Verse: 
 G     C         G           C  
Sundown in the Paris of the prairies  
Wheat kings have all their treasures buried  
And all you hear are the rusty breezes  
Pushing around the weather vane Jesus 
  
In his Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face  
Maybe it's someone standing in the killers place  
Twenty years for nothing, well that's nothing new  
Besides, no one's interested in something you didn't do 
  
Chorus:  
     D              G         C  
     Wheat kings and pretty things, 
     D                  G          C  
     Let's just see what tomorrow brings 
 
Verse: 
There's a dream he dreams where the high school is dead and stark  
It's a museum and we're all locked up in it after dark  
Where the walls are lined all yellow, grey and sinister  
Hung with pictures of our parents' prime ministers 
  
Chorus: 
      D                G         C G C  
     Wheat kings and pretty things, 
     D                  G          C G C  
     Wait and see what tomorrow brings 
  
Verse: 
Late breaking story on the CBС   
А nation whispers, "we always knew that he'd go free"  
They add, "you can't be fond of living in the past,  
Cause if you are then there's no way that you're gonna last" 
  
Chorus: 
      D                G         C G C  
     Wheat Kings and pretty things,' 
      D                  G          C G C  
     Let's just see what tomorrow brings 
      D                G         C      
     Wheat Kings and pretty things, 
                           D         
     That's what tomorrow brings 
 
Outro: C D C D | C D C G