F The sins of Amsterdam D#/F Were still a recent surprise F And we were flying over D#/F F Scandinavian Skies A# We climbed towards the sun C We turned and cursed as one D# We pulled the shades A# And closed our eyes A# G# Gm F Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-eyes The Stockholm city lights Were slowly starting to rise And we were strapped against Those Scandinavian skies The landing gear came down And touched the Swedish ground And we were all so paralyzed C6 On the plane F We were mainly sound and lights C6 In the veins F Cm/D# D C# C We could play the blues all night Ah-ah-aah The tour of Germany Was bleeding into our eyes And we were sailing over Scandinavian skies We had the Midas touch Until we met the Dutch And they exhausted our supplies Who's to pay? For this international flight Who could stay We were only there for the night We watched the power fall Inside the Oslo hall While all the cold Norwegians cried Who could say What was left and where was right? By the way I could play the blues all night | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C C6 C# Cm D D# F G# Gm |