作词 : Robertson | |
4 measures of | |
G piano licks | |
G G/F |G/E | |
G/D | There's a legend of a lady on the mountain | |
G G/F |C/E | |
D | Who lives alone beyond the mecca plain | |
G G/F |G/E | |
G/D | And with her hands she makes it through the winter | |
C / / / |A- | |
D | She never goes against the grain | |
To be someone is to be someone alone | |
To be someone is known as solitude | |
To learn to sing below the surface | |
You must adjust your altitude | |
C D |G | Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
C D |G | We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
C D |G E- | | |
She had a vision, and now she holds the key | |
C / / /B | | |
A- D | You don't know what you want, 'til you find out what you need. | |
Intro I was stranded on the damn coast when a lady | |
Called to me in a voice so soft and low | |
Her words resounded like a fountain of truth | |
And then she faded like a rainbow | |
Her golden spaceship with the mother of the earth | |
Carved in stone, the queen of avatars | |
Where seventy children were given birth | |
She then returned back to the stars | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can help us find our way and get across | |
You don't know what you gained 'til you find out what you lost. | |
Intro Pepote | |
Rouge come down from the mountain | |
And lead our people into the light of day | |
For they are lost and know not where they're goin' | |
And all their leaders are cast in clay | |
Now disbelief and mass confusion | |
Spreading wild across the land | |
You can call it love or call it wisdom | |
To be not savin' a drowning man. | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can show us just where we went wrong | |
You don't know where you're goin' 'til you find where you belong. |
zuo ci : Robertson | |
4 measures of | |
G piano licks | |
G G F G E | |
G D There' s a legend of a lady on the mountain | |
G G F C E | |
D Who lives alone beyond the mecca plain | |
G G F G E | |
G D And with her hands she makes it through the winter | |
C A | |
D She never goes against the grain | |
To be someone is to be someone alone | |
To be someone is known as solitude | |
To learn to sing below the surface | |
You must adjust your altitude | |
C D G Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
C D G We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
C D G E | |
She had a vision, and now she holds the key | |
C B | |
A D You don' t know what you want, ' til you find out what you need. | |
Intro I was stranded on the damn coast when a lady | |
Called to me in a voice so soft and low | |
Her words resounded like a fountain of truth | |
And then she faded like a rainbow | |
Her golden spaceship with the mother of the earth | |
Carved in stone, the queen of avatars | |
Where seventy children were given birth | |
She then returned back to the stars | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can help us find our way and get across | |
You don' t know what you gained ' til you find out what you lost. | |
Intro Pepote | |
Rouge come down from the mountain | |
And lead our people into the light of day | |
For they are lost and know not where they' re goin' | |
And all their leaders are cast in clay | |
Now disbelief and mass confusion | |
Spreading wild across the land | |
You can call it love or call it wisdom | |
To be not savin' a drowning man. | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can show us just where we went wrong | |
You don' t know where you' re goin' ' til you find where you belong. |
zuò cí : Robertson | |
4 measures of | |
G piano licks | |
G G F G E | |
G D There' s a legend of a lady on the mountain | |
G G F C E | |
D Who lives alone beyond the mecca plain | |
G G F G E | |
G D And with her hands she makes it through the winter | |
C A | |
D She never goes against the grain | |
To be someone is to be someone alone | |
To be someone is known as solitude | |
To learn to sing below the surface | |
You must adjust your altitude | |
C D G Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
C D G We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
C D G E | |
She had a vision, and now she holds the key | |
C B | |
A D You don' t know what you want, ' til you find out what you need. | |
Intro I was stranded on the damn coast when a lady | |
Called to me in a voice so soft and low | |
Her words resounded like a fountain of truth | |
And then she faded like a rainbow | |
Her golden spaceship with the mother of the earth | |
Carved in stone, the queen of avatars | |
Where seventy children were given birth | |
She then returned back to the stars | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can help us find our way and get across | |
You don' t know what you gained ' til you find out what you lost. | |
Intro Pepote | |
Rouge come down from the mountain | |
And lead our people into the light of day | |
For they are lost and know not where they' re goin' | |
And all their leaders are cast in clay | |
Now disbelief and mass confusion | |
Spreading wild across the land | |
You can call it love or call it wisdom | |
To be not savin' a drowning man. | |
Break the news, | |
Pepote Rouge is coming to town | |
We stand accused, | |
Pepote Rouge, of bein' hellbound | |
She can show us just where we went wrong | |
You don' t know where you' re goin' ' til you find where you belong. |