C Well, the pink parachutes, they come on slow Dm And some nights they just don't open at all Em Dm And you wait on the edge of the rise C She gave me blue kisses on the mesa top Dm And we were stoned and buried in the rocks Em Dm And all those empty miles C Dm Em Dm Just roll, roll away C Dm Em Dm They roll, roll away [Verse 2] C She introduced me to a Peruvian queen Dm Said the best feel of all is not feeling a thing Em Dm And she pointed to a line in the stars C We sat at a piano with only white keys Dm It went on forever and never did lead Em Dm To nowhere and on into the dark C Dm Em Dm Where you roll, roll away C Dm Em Dm Where you roll, roll away [Instrumental] C Dm Em Dm C Dm Em Dm [Outro] F Em And oh, it's been a long time coming home Dm With that red moon sinking low C I say so long F Em You know, before that morning comes Dm Just shine that crooked sun C I'll be gone [Instrumental] F Em Dm C F Em Dm C F Em Dm C (Hold C) C Dm Em Dm C Dm Em Dm C Dm Em Dm C Dm Em Dm