Rocket
Grape Digging Sharon FruitsVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
video as far as I know. Four main chords are used: , , and . The is a barre chord.
We used to play for months and weeks way back by the brook
Making paper airplanes and colouring in your book
And picking up the insects and shooing all the bees
We'd gather all the mistletoes and then do what we please
I could be a rocket man shooting into space
I could be a politician falling into grace
It doesn't matter what I am someone will take my place
Bridge
And so on for the rest of the song like this.
Further Lyrics:
We'd go down to the store and order some ice cream
I would have vanilla, and you'd have clotted cream
And then we'd go and sit back down upon a cobble-wall
You'd ask me what I want to do, I'd have no clue at all
I could be a rocket ship shooting into space
I could be a politician falling into grace
It doesn't matter what I am someone will take my place
We would sit for hours on the swings just holding hands
Laughing at the people down at solid land
And then when the sun went down your Father he would call
I'd get up, I'd go home and wouldn't sleep at all
I could be a rocket ship shooting into space
I could be a politician falling into grace
It doesn't matter what I am someone will take my place
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Readable chord sheet for Rocket by Grape Digging Sharon Fruits
video as far as I know. Four main chords are used: [D], [Bm], [A] and [G]. The [G] is a barre chord. [D] [D] [Dsus4] [D]We used to play for months and weeks[A] way back by the brook [Bm]Making paper airplanes and c[G]olouring in your book [D]And picking up the insects and shoo[A]ing all the bees [Bm]We'd gather all the mistletoes and [G]then do what we please [G] [D]I could be a r[Bm]ocket man sh[A]ooting into sp[G]ace [D]I could be a p[Bm]olitician fa[A]lling into gra[G]ce [D]It doesn't matter w[Bm]hat I am someo[A]ne will take my plac[G]e [G] Bridge And so on for the rest of the song like this. Further Lyrics: We'd go down to the store and order some ice cream I would have vanilla, and you'd have clotted cream And then we'd go and sit back down upon a cobble-wall You'd ask me what I want to do, I'd have no clue at all I could be a rocket ship shooting into space I could be a politician falling into grace It doesn't matter what I am someone will take my place We would sit for hours on the swings just holding hands Laughing at the people down at solid land And then when the sun went down your Father he would call I'd get up, I'd go home and wouldn't sleep at all I could be a rocket ship shooting into space I could be a politician falling into grace It doesn't matter what I am someone will take my place