A G D A G D I was born in a crossfire hurricane, and I howled at my ma in the driving rain. A G D A But it`s all right, now, in fact it`s a gas. G D A But it`s all right, I`m jumping Jack Flash, it`s a gas, gas, gas! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag, I was schooled with a strap right across my back. But it`s all right, now, in fact it`s a gas. But it`s all right, I`m jumping Jack Flash, it`s a gas, gas, gas! A G D A G D I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead, I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled. I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread I was crowned with a spike right thru my head. A G D A But it`s all right, now, in fact it`s a gas. G D A But it`s all right, I`m jumping Jack Flash, it`s a gas, gas, gas! A G D Jumping Jack Flas, it`s a gas ... | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA D G |