Miles Davis And The Cool

            A      Bm                      D
Look Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool.
                                  A           Bm
There's just something about the summertime.
                                  D
There's just something about the moon.

                            A      Bm                   D             E
So I'll lay a kiss on this storm, toss it upside your window, by the roof.
                         A    Bm                  D        E
Before you change your mind, Miles, bring in the cool

Interlude
A    Bm   D
A    Bm   E
                       A
Now honey, put on your red dress.
         Bm           D
And you diamond soul shoes.
                          A
Climb on down from that window.
      Bm              D
Climb on out of your room.

                             A              Bm             D      E
Cause I've never had a good time and I've always had the blues.
                           A              Bm                           D   E
I always heard that you always kind of wandered, Miles, strike up the Cool.

                A            E
Don't wait too long to come home.
             F#                        D
My have the years of our youth passed on.
                 A           E
Don't wait too long to come home.
      F#                    D
I'll leave the front light on.
                  A             E
The night is our own,
                 F#             D
Don’t wait too long.

              A     Bm                 D
Poor mister pitiful, I can't turn you loose.
                  A           Bm                     D
You move like a dream I had, woke up sweating in my room.
                  A     Bm                  D
Your Mama's got plans, your daddy's aim is true.
                 A                 Bm
She never understood that it ain't no good.
                      D
Papa never heard the cool.

                    A        Bm          D         E
So now I got out my map and found me a storm.
                      A                       Bm
With a flick of the wrist and the turn of the key.
                        D                 E
You'll just fall in my arms.

                A            E
Don't wait too long to come home.
              F#                      D
My have the years of our youth passed on.
                A            E
Don't wait too long to come home.
       F#                  D
I'll leave the front light on.
                  A                E
The night is our own.
                    F#           D
You don't wait too long.


Bridge  (Not sure if this is right)
                 C#m                            B
So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home?
                       F#                   G#
Let the sound of your voice sway sweet and slow.
          E           B
As we go down, down, down.
          C#           G#
From our youth to the ground.
          C#m      D#m
We might always be blue.
Jackson!

Bass Interlude x4
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                   A            E
So don't wait too long to come home.
              F#                      D
My have the years of our youth passed on.
                A            E
Don't wait too long to come home.
        F#                   D
I will leave the front light on.
[2x]

         A
As we go down, down, down.              X3
From our youth to the ground.

A
Down, down, down, down, down.