The Mists Of Time
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Đơn ca- John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers: Bbm
Somewhere in the world Are friends I've missed from so long ago Could be drifting by the wayside Or even dead, I just don't know And now my memories are fading Like melting footprints in the snow.
Sometimes a dream will haunt me And I see a young girl's face Was she once for real And did she really share my space Within the swirling mists of time It's hard to keep track of year and place.
You know, I thought about my mother When she was young, and on the road Hanging out with my musicians Or camping out in forest groves Like gray mists conceal horizons I miss those times we'll share no morel.
So far, my life's a journey And I wouldn't change for anything All those years of bold adventures The highs and lows that make me sing Within the swirling mists of time Such sweet memories still often ring.
== DẠO NHẠC ==
Somewhere in the world Are friends I've missed from so long ago Could be drifting by the wayside Or even dead, I just don't know And now my memories are fading Like melting footprints in the snow.
Sometimes a dream will haunt me And I see a young girl's face Was she once for real And did she really share my space Within the swirling mists of time It's hard to keep track of year and place.
You know, I thought about my mother When she was young, and on the road Hanging out with my musicians Or camping out in forest groves Like gray mists conceal horizons I miss those times we'll share no morel.
So far, my life's a journey And I wouldn't change for anything All those years of bold adventures The highs and lows that make me sing Within the swirling mists of time Such sweet memories still often ring.
== HẾT BÀI ==
Somewhere in the world
Are friends I've missed from so long ago
Could be drifting by the wayside
Or even dead, I just don't know
And now my memories are fading
Like melting footprints in the snow.
Sometimes a dream will haunt me
And I see a young girl's face
Was she once for real
And did she really share my space
Within the swirling mists of time
It's hard to keep track of year and place.
You know, I thought about my mother
When she was young, and on the road
Hanging out with my musicians
Or camping out in forest groves
Like gray mists conceal horizons
I miss those times we'll share no morel.
So far, my life's a journey
And I wouldn't change for anything
All those years of bold adventures
The highs and lows that make me sing
Within the swirling mists of time
Such sweet memories still often ring.
Are [D] friends I've missed from so long [Am] ago [F] [Am]
[C] Could be drifting by the wayside [D]
Or even dead, I just don't [Am] know
[Em] And now my memories are fading [D]
Like melting [Am] footprints in the snow. [F] [G] [Am] [Em]
[Am] Sometimes a dream will haunt me [G]
And [D] I see a young girl's [Am] face [F] [Am]
[C] Was she once for real [D]
And did she really share my [Am] space
[Em] Within the swirling mists of time [D]
It's hard to keep track of year and [Am] place. [F] [G] [Am] [Em]
[Am] You know, I thought about my mother [G]
[D] When she was young, and on the [Am] road [F] [Am]
[C] Hanging out with my musicians [D]
Or camping out in forest [Am] groves
[Em] Like gray mists conceal horizons [D]
I miss those times we'll [Am] share no morel.
[Am] So far, my life's a journey [G]
And I [D] wouldn't change for [Am] anything [F] [Am]
[C] All those years of bold adventures [D]
The highs and lows that make me [Am] sing
[Em] Within the swirling mists of time [D]
Such sweet memories [Am] still often ring.