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

[Otro]
    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