Chords for Deep Purple - The Aviator (Purpendicular 06)

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[Em] _ [Bm] _ [C] _ [G] _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _
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_ _ [G] Riding [C] on a moon path [G] in the silver of the [C] night, [G] fragrance [C] on the air was of [G] another time.
[C] _ _ [D] Cried in all [C] my [G] innocence, [D]
you were dressed [G] in white.
[D] Even [C] if I'd [G] had the [D] strength, you couldn't [G] move to save my life.
[C] Fear and thrill of the [G] beast at [C] the window, [G] shivers and [C] chills on [G] the hottest [C] of nights.
[D] Walked right through [C] my [G] open [D] doors, I [G] began to run.
He [D] threw some gold [C] upon the [G] floor and said,
[D] Prancing [G] all the way I came from, I'm tired of the bones, [C] _ [G] I'm tired of the bullets.
[D] _ [G] I'm the [C] aviator, [F] came to [C] dream whatever it seemed, _ [G] whatever it seemed.
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[D] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] I flew along [C] the lighted [G] streets, I flew [C] above the town,
[G] flew in ever [C] rising [G] circles, never further [F] from [C] the [D] ground.
As I began [C] to lose [G] my [D] breath, it says [C] turn and [G] spin,
[D] distant [C] corner [G] of the [D] room will open [G] up and let me in.
I'm tired of the hills, [C] [G] tired of the river, _ [D] [G] I'm the [C] aviator, [F] came to dream [C] whatever it seemed, _
[G] whatever it seemed.
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[G] _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bm] _
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[G] _ [C] Flew _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [C] along the lighted streets, [G] I flew above the [C] town,
[G] flew in ever [C] rising [G] circles, never [C] further from the [D] ground.
Fighting all [G] my innocence, [D] you've addressed [G] them twice.
[D] Even [C] if I [G] had the strength, [D] I couldn't [G] move to save my life.
I'm tired of the bombs, tired [C] of the bullets, [G] tired of the crazy zombies.
[D] _ [G] I'm the [C] aviator, [F] came to dream [C] whatever it seemed.
_ [G] And I'm tired of the news, [C] tired of [G] the weather, tired of the same thing every [D] day.
[G] I'm the [C] aviator, [F] came to dream whatever [C] it seemed, _ [G] whatever it seemed. _ _ _ _ _
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