Chords for Geschwister Pfister - LA international Airport - On the Run
Tempo:
99.2 bpm
Chords used:
F
G
Bb
C
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call,
Says she doesn't love me [F] anymore.
Shaken hands I pack the bag, trembling voice I call a gap,
Slowly I start walking to [Bb] the door.
The cab arrives, she blows the horn, I stumble out in the early morn,
Telling him a place I've got [F] to go.
Care a hundred signal lights, pay the bills and the traffic fights,
Getting through these doors [Bb] that spin so slow.
[Eb] LA International Airport, where the big [Bb] jet engines roar,
LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
Students in a mini skirt, a hippie in a leather shirt,
Starting on the way to [Cm] Naples, leaving [F] with me.
And while I'm wondering where it's at, I see a Paris diplomat,
College kids are trying to [Bb] get back home.
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my pay and I start to cry,
Stumble to the lounge at the out of the hall.
And while I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lips and I try my best,
To fight the pain that's making me nearly fall.
LA [Eb] International Airport,
[F] where the big jet [Bb] engines roar,
LA International [F] Airport, I won't see him anymore.
[G] [B] [C] Whistle the wings across the sky, paper trains that wave goodbye,
Those yellow hoop caps [G] you say it's for,
I wish that I had flown a knife, so I could take that champagne flight,
Rip myself of every gear [C] I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747,
Fighting back the tears that [G] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear,
Ensuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
LA International [F] Airport, [G] where the big jet [C] engines roar,
LA [G] International Airport, I won't see [C] him anymore.
LA [G] International Airport, [G]
I won't see him [C] anymore.
Says she doesn't love me [F] anymore.
Shaken hands I pack the bag, trembling voice I call a gap,
Slowly I start walking to [Bb] the door.
The cab arrives, she blows the horn, I stumble out in the early morn,
Telling him a place I've got [F] to go.
Care a hundred signal lights, pay the bills and the traffic fights,
Getting through these doors [Bb] that spin so slow.
[Eb] LA International Airport, where the big [Bb] jet engines roar,
LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
Students in a mini skirt, a hippie in a leather shirt,
Starting on the way to [Cm] Naples, leaving [F] with me.
And while I'm wondering where it's at, I see a Paris diplomat,
College kids are trying to [Bb] get back home.
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my pay and I start to cry,
Stumble to the lounge at the out of the hall.
And while I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lips and I try my best,
To fight the pain that's making me nearly fall.
LA [Eb] International Airport,
[F] where the big jet [Bb] engines roar,
LA International [F] Airport, I won't see him anymore.
[G] [B] [C] Whistle the wings across the sky, paper trains that wave goodbye,
Those yellow hoop caps [G] you say it's for,
I wish that I had flown a knife, so I could take that champagne flight,
Rip myself of every gear [C] I own.
Soaring high above the heavens in a 747,
Fighting back the tears that [G] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear,
Ensuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
LA International [F] Airport, [G] where the big jet [C] engines roar,
LA [G] International Airport, I won't see [C] him anymore.
LA [G] International Airport, [G]
I won't see him [C] anymore.
Key:
F
G
Bb
C
Eb
F
G
Bb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call,
Says she doesn't love me [F] anymore.
_ _ _ Shaken hands I pack the bag, trembling voice I call a gap,
Slowly I start walking to [Bb] the door.
_ The cab arrives, she blows the horn, I stumble out in the early morn,
Telling him a place I've got [F] to go.
Care a hundred signal lights, pay the bills and the traffic fights,
Getting through these doors [Bb] that spin so slow.
_ [Eb] LA International Airport, _ _ _ where the big [Bb] jet engines roar,
_ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _
Students in a mini skirt, a hippie in a leather shirt,
Starting on the way to [Cm] Naples, leaving [F] with me.
And while I'm wondering where it's at, I see a Paris diplomat,
College kids are trying to [Bb] get back home. _ _
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my pay and I start to cry,
Stumble to the lounge at the out of the _ hall.
And while I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lips and I try my best,
To fight the pain that's making me nearly fall. _
_ LA [Eb] International Airport, _ _
[F] _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _
_ LA International [F] Airport, _ _ _ I won't see him anymore. _ _
[G] _ _ _ [B] _ [C] Whistle the wings across the sky, paper trains that wave goodbye,
Those yellow hoop caps [G] you say it's for,
_ I wish that I had flown a knife, so I could take that champagne flight,
Rip myself of every gear [C] I own.
_ Soaring high above the heavens in a 747,
Fighting back the tears that [G] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear,
Ensuring me I'm flying [C] friendly _ skies.
LA International [F] Airport, _ _ [G] _ where the big jet [C] engines roar,
_ _ _ LA [G] International Airport, _ _ _ I won't see [C] him anymore.
_ LA _ _ [G] International Airport, _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
I won't see him _ _ _ [C] anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call,
Says she doesn't love me [F] anymore.
_ _ _ Shaken hands I pack the bag, trembling voice I call a gap,
Slowly I start walking to [Bb] the door.
_ The cab arrives, she blows the horn, I stumble out in the early morn,
Telling him a place I've got [F] to go.
Care a hundred signal lights, pay the bills and the traffic fights,
Getting through these doors [Bb] that spin so slow.
_ [Eb] LA International Airport, _ _ _ where the big [Bb] jet engines roar,
_ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _
Students in a mini skirt, a hippie in a leather shirt,
Starting on the way to [Cm] Naples, leaving [F] with me.
And while I'm wondering where it's at, I see a Paris diplomat,
College kids are trying to [Bb] get back home. _ _
Baggage car goes quickly by, I see my pay and I start to cry,
Stumble to the lounge at the out of the _ hall.
And while I'm trying to get some rest, I bite my lips and I try my best,
To fight the pain that's making me nearly fall. _
_ LA [Eb] International Airport, _ _
[F] _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _
_ LA International [F] Airport, _ _ _ I won't see him anymore. _ _
[G] _ _ _ [B] _ [C] Whistle the wings across the sky, paper trains that wave goodbye,
Those yellow hoop caps [G] you say it's for,
_ I wish that I had flown a knife, so I could take that champagne flight,
Rip myself of every gear [C] I own.
_ Soaring high above the heavens in a 747,
Fighting back the tears that [G] curse my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear,
Ensuring me I'm flying [C] friendly _ skies.
LA International [F] Airport, _ _ [G] _ where the big jet [C] engines roar,
_ _ _ LA [G] International Airport, _ _ _ I won't see [C] him anymore.
_ LA _ _ [G] International Airport, _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
I won't see him _ _ _ [C] anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ _