Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,
E A D
ancient footprints are everywhere.
A D A
You could almost think that your seeing double,
E A
On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.
E A
Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room,
E A D
Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece.
A D A
She promised she'd be there with me,
E A
When I paint my masterpiece.
D A D A E
(no chord) A D A
Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum.
E A
Dodging lions, and a-wasting time,
D A D A
oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see'em
E A
Yes it sure has been a long, hard drive.
E A
Train wheels a-running thru the back of my memory,
E A D
When I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese,
A D A
Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody
E A
When I paint my masterpiece.
Am C
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