Roll On Arte by The Felice Brothers

From there first Album  "Tonight at the Arizona" 2007
The first Song, Capo 0, Picking 


1. Strophe
    G        D           C                       C       D            C
The turbines pound, your plane touches down, the captain catches your eye.
    G            D             C               C     D              C 
And all the city crows perched high in rows on wires watch you walk by.
     G        D             C                      C              D      
Your hair has changed, your roomīs rearranged, and someoneīs been sleeping 
C
inside.
        G         D         C                    C             D      
And the curtainīs closed on all your windows, to block out the fried chicken 
C
sign.


Ref.

     G   D         C        C           D             C 
Roll on, Arte roll on. Your heartīs too good for this town. 
     G     D               C                    D         C
Your eyes cast through the glass/ at my so sorry mannequin frown.
                                               D        C
                               2. at my starry American frown.
                                                   D        C        G
                               3. at your so sorry Marilyn frown.   end


2. Strophe 
    G      D     C                            D               C
The porter sings as he begins to clean up the mess that weīve made.
    G        D         C                      D                           
The Chrismas trees are cast on the street and garbage trucks block Hoope 
C 
Lane.
   G         D          C                                  D           
My headīs in pain but I canīt complain cause my sweetheart waits down the 
C
line.
    G     D                  C                         D          C
And in a while weīll be in a house by the sea, even if just in my mind.


3. Strophe
   G          D            C                                 D      
My mouth aint fed, my lips aint cherry red and my grin might show my bad 
C
teeth.
    G              D          C                                D 
And all the people pass, they give me a glance, as if Iīm some lower-class 
C 
thief.
       G       D            C                    D       C
But to you Iīm fine, am Iīm in your mind even if Iīm not around.
       G        D                  C                           D                       
And my arms are stronge and thatīs where you belong, given the love that 
      C 
weīve found.

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