Air disaster

 

    G - D - Em (2x)

 

             G           D        Em         G                 D         Em

1. The engines spit out fire, I'm pushed back in my chair,

             G           D             Em              D

    the pressure gives me thrills as we climb in the air.

              G           D             Em                    G             D         Em

    And I love to watch the clouds and the mountains and the sky,

       G        D          Em               D

    swish around a cocktail the stewardess brings by.

      Em                  D

    Lord, this is the life for me,

      Em                                 D

    Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me,

              C      G        D           G   D Em

    but I don't wanna die in an air disaster,

        C      G        D           Em

    I don't wanna die on a plane.

 

                G            D            Em                 G           D        Em

2. Well, I fishtail through the lanes, and I make my tires squeal,

      G      D        Em          D

    power at my feet and glory at the wheel.

               G            D           Em                 G                 D            Em

    And I wind the windows down, let the wind blow through my hair,

      G                   D          Em            D

    God knows where I'm going, but me, I don't care.

      Em                  D

    Lord, this is the life for me,

      Em                                 D

    Lord, oh Lord, this is the life for me,

              C       G       D           G   D   Em

    but I don't wanna die in a freeway pile-up,

        C      G        D             Em

    I don't wanna die on the road.

 

                     G       D          Em                G        D           Em

3. Well, I'm young and I'm pretty, and I wanna stay that way,

       G      D       Em         D 

    wanna be desirable until my dying day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

                 G       D        Em             G          D     Em

    I don't wanna be bedridden, an old and bitter sage,

      G            D        Em             D        

    have the nurses saying I'm young for my age.

      - - - - -  C      D        G

    ("He's young for his age.")

 

          Em                        D

    Oh Lord, don't let me go that way,

     Em                                     D

    Lord, oh Lord, don't let me go that way.

            C       G           D            G D      Em

    No, don't make me go like a fading chorus,

      C       G           D              Em

    don't make me fade like a song.

 

     Em               D

    Lord, have mercy on your son,

      Em                                         D

    Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, have mercy on me,

                   C       G       D            G DEm

    'cause I don't wanna die in an air disaster,

               C      G        D           G    D  Em

    and I don't wanna die in a freeway pile-up,

               C      G       D            G D      Em

    and I don't wanna go like a fading chorus,

               C      G        D        G    D   Em

    and I don't wanna die for no good reason,

              C     G        D             Em        - G - D - Em

    and I just wanna go on and on.

 

(orig. = capo 3rd)      (Albert Hammond)