Höfundur lags: Glen Frey Höfundur texta: Don Henley Flytjandi: The Eagles Sent inn af: Anonymous
[G7]why don't you [C]come to your sen[Cm]ses ?
You been [G]out ridin' fences for [A7]so long now[D7]    
Oh, you're a [G]hard one,
[G7]I know that [C]you got your rea[Cm]sons,
These [G]things that [B7]are plea[Em7]sin'    
you can [A7]hurt you [D7]some   [G]how  

[D]Don't you [Em]draw the queen of [Bm]diamonds boy,
She'll [C]beat you if she's [G]able,
You know the [Em7]queen of hearts
is [C]always your best [G]bet [D]    
Now it [Em]seems to me some [Bm]fine things
have been [C]laid upon your [G]table
But you [Em]only want the [A7]ones you can't [Am7]get    

[D]Des  [D7]per   [G]ado,
[G7]oh you ain't [C]gettin' no youn[Cm]ger,   
Your [G]pain and your hun[Em7]ger,    
they're [A7]drivin' you [D7]home   
And [G]freedom, [G7]well, that's just [C]some people tal[Cm]kin'   
Your [G]prison is wal[Em7]kin' through this [A7]world all [D7]alo   [G]ne  

[D]Don't your [Em]feet get cold in the [Bm]winter time ?
The [C]sky won't snow and [G]the sun won't shine
It's [Em7]hard to tell the [C]night time from the [G]day [D]    
You're [Em]losin' all your [Bm]highs and lows
Ain't it [C]funny how the [G]feelin' goes a[Am7]way    

[D]Des  [D7]pe   [G]rado,
[G7]why don't you [C]come to your sen[Cm]ses   
Come [G]down from [D]your fen[Em]ces, [A7]open the [D7]gate   
It may be [G]rainin', [G7]but there's a [C]rainbow above you [Cm]    
You better [G]let some[B7]body [Em]love you, [C]    [G]    [Am7]    
You better [G]let some[B7]body [Em]love you be[Am7]fore it's [D7]too    [G]late

why don't you come to your senses ?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one,
I know that you got your reasons,
These things that are pleasin'
you can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy,
She'll beat you if she's able,
You know the queen of hearts
is always your best bet
Now it seems to me some fine things
have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones you can't get

oh you ain't gettin' no younger,
Your pain and your hunger,
they're drivin' you home
And freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time ?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away

why don't you come to your senses
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you,
You better let somebody love you before it's too late

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