The Bus

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Intro 1]
[G][Am][Bm][Dsus4][G][Am][Bm][G][D][G][Am][Bm]
[G][Dsus4]

[Verse 1]
[D]The fat[G] man wears a bow[Am]tie,
the [Dsus4]thin man wears a hat[G]
The lady with the [Am]raincoat
left [Dsus4]rappers where she s[G]at
The [C]banker has his [Bm]money,
so [Am]he won't make no fu[D]ss
[Am]An d w[C]e al[Bm]l go ridin[Am]g on the sam[D]e
[G]bus.[Am][Bm][G][D][G][Am][Bm]
[G]The [Dsus4]artist ha[G]s a sketch pa[Am]d,
the [Dsus4]thinker h[D]as s[Dsus4]ome books[G].
The lovers on the [Am]back seat
ex[D]change [Dsus4]their warmest loo[G]ks.
And [C]everybody's [Bm]thinking
the [Am]things we can't dis[D]cuss.
But [C]we [Bm]all go [Am]rid ing on the s[D]ame bus.
[G]Well, [Em]sometimes it gets hec[Am]tic
as we [Em]scramble for a [Am]seat.
[Em]Everybody [Am]push you, shove [D]you,
trample on your [Am]feet.
But [C]traffic jams [Bm]don't stop us,
because [Am]we have our jobs to do.
[G]An [C]d w[G]e k[C]now
that the [Bm]bus driver
will [Am]always pull us [D]through.[Em]
[D]The beg[G]gar has his rag[Am]s on,
the [D]lawyer [Dsus4]wears a sui[G]t.
The music student [Am]carries an
[Dsus4]apple and[D] a f[Dsus4]lute.[G]
The [C]hero has his [Bm]medals,
though [Am]some have turned to [D]rust.
Oh, [C]we [Bm]all go [Am]rid ing
on the [D]same [G]bus.
Well, [Em]sometimes it gets hec[Am]tic
as we [Em]scramble for a [Am]seat.
[Em]Everybody [Am]push, you shove,
[Dsus4]you trample on your feet.[D]
[C]Traffic jams don[Bm]'t stop us
because [Am]we have our jobs to do.
[G]Ple[C]ase, Mr.[G] Bu[C]s Drive[Bm]r,
[Am]won't you pull us [D]through?[Em]
[D]The dre[G]amer has the futur[Am]e,
the [Dsus4]pauper ha[D]s the pa[Dsus4]s t.[G]
A father has his [Am]family,
a [Dsus4]playwright [D]has [Dsus4]his cast.[G]
And [C]when the road get[Bm]s foggy,
[Am]in God we place our tr[D]ust.[Em]
[D]And we [C]all[Bm] go rid[Am]
ing on the [D]same bus.
[G]Well, we [C]all go rid[Bm]ing on the
[Am]same [D]bus.[Em][Bm][G]
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