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When I Paint My Masterpiece (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
You can almost think that you’re seein’ double
On a cold, dark night on the spanish stairs.
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
Where i’ve got me a date with botticelli’s niece.
She promised that she’d be right there with me
When i paint my masterpiece.

Oh, the hours i’ve spent inside the coliseum,
Dodging lions and wastin’ time.
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, i could hardly stand to see ‘em,
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb.
Train wheels runnin’ through the back of my memory,
When i ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When i paint my masterpiece.

Sailin’ ‘round the world in a dirty gondola.
Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!

I left rome and landed in brussels,
On a plane ride so bumpy that i almost cried.
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin’ muscles,
Everyone was there to greet me when i stepped inside.
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police.
Someday, everything is gonna be diff’rent
When i paint my masterpiece.

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When I Paint My Masterpiece (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
You can almost think that you’re seein’ double
On a cold dark night on the spanish stairs.

Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
Where i’ve got me a date with botticelli’s niece.
She promised that she’d be right there with me
When i paint my masterpiece.

Oh, the hours i’ve spent inside the coliseum,
Dodging lions and wastin’ time.
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle,
I could hardly stand to see ‘em,
Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb.

Train wheels runnin’ thru the back of my memory,
When i ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody,
When i paint my masterpiece.

Sailin’ ‘round the world in a dirty gondola,
Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!

I left rome and landed in brussels,
On a plane ride so bumpy that i almost cried.
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin’ muscles,
Everyone was there to greet me when i stepped inside.

Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police.
Someday, everything is gonna be diff’rent
When i paint my masterpiece.

When I Paint My Masterpiece (Letra)

The Band

The Band

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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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#m
Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola,
D bb e d c#m d e
Oh to be back in the land of, coca-cola.
D a d a
Well i left rome, and landed in brussels,
E a
On a plane ride so bumby that i almost cried,
D a d a
Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels,
E a
Everyone was there to greet me when i stepped inside,
E a
Newspaper men eating candy,
E a d
Had to be held down by big police.
A d a e a
Someday, its gonna be different, when i paint my masterpiece.