Chords for LA International Airport - Susan Raye
Tempo:
108.05 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
G
C
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call, says he doesn't love me [F] anymore.
Shaking hands, I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [Bb] to the door.
Cab arrives, he blows his horn, I stumble out in the early morn, tell him of the place [F] I've got to go.
Hit a hundred signal lights, Peterbilt's in a traffic fight, getting through these doors has [Bb] been so slow.
LA [Eb] International Airport,
[F] where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F] Naples, Rome.
While I'm wondering where it's at, see a Paris diplomat, college kids are trying to get [Bb] back home.
Baggage cart goes quickly by, see my case and I start to cry, stumble to the lounge [F] to be alone.
While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best, fight the pain that's making [Bb] me leap on.
[F] LA [Eb] International Airport, where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
[G]
[C] With silver wings across the sky, vapor trails that wave goodbye, to those beloved got to [G] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, ridden myself of every tear [C] high.
Soaring high up in a 747, fighting back the tears that curse [G] my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
LA [F] International Airport, [G] where the big jet [C] engines roar, LA [G] International Airport, I won't see [C] him anymore.
[N]
Shaking hands, I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [Bb] to the door.
Cab arrives, he blows his horn, I stumble out in the early morn, tell him of the place [F] I've got to go.
Hit a hundred signal lights, Peterbilt's in a traffic fight, getting through these doors has [Bb] been so slow.
LA [Eb] International Airport,
[F] where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F] Naples, Rome.
While I'm wondering where it's at, see a Paris diplomat, college kids are trying to get [Bb] back home.
Baggage cart goes quickly by, see my case and I start to cry, stumble to the lounge [F] to be alone.
While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best, fight the pain that's making [Bb] me leap on.
[F] LA [Eb] International Airport, where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, LA [F] International Airport, I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
[G]
[C] With silver wings across the sky, vapor trails that wave goodbye, to those beloved got to [G] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, ridden myself of every tear [C] high.
Soaring high up in a 747, fighting back the tears that curse [G] my eyes.
Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
LA [F] International Airport, [G] where the big jet [C] engines roar, LA [G] International Airport, I won't see [C] him anymore.
[N]
Key:
F
Bb
G
C
Eb
F
Bb
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call, says he doesn't love me [F] anymore. _
_ Shaking hands, I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [Bb] to the door. _
_ Cab arrives, he blows his horn, I stumble out in the early morn, tell him of the place [F] I've got to go.
_ Hit a hundred signal lights, Peterbilt's in a traffic fight, getting through these doors has [Bb] been so slow.
_ _ LA [Eb] International Airport, _
_ [F] _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F] Naples, Rome.
_ _ While I'm wondering where it's at, see a Paris diplomat, college kids are trying to get [Bb] back home.
_ Baggage cart goes quickly by, see my case and I start to cry, stumble to the lounge [F] to be alone.
_ While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best, fight the pain that's making [Bb] me leap on.
_ _ [F] LA [Eb] International Airport, _ _ _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
_ [G] _ _ _
[C] With silver wings across the sky, vapor trails that wave goodbye, to those beloved got to [G] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, ridden myself of every tear [C] high. _ _
_ Soaring high up _ in a 747, fighting back the tears that curse [G] my eyes.
_ Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
_ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ [G] _ where the big jet [C] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [G] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [C] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Standing in that silent hall, waiting for that final call, says he doesn't love me [F] anymore. _
_ Shaking hands, I pack a bag, trembling voice I call a cab, slowly I start walking [Bb] to the door. _
_ Cab arrives, he blows his horn, I stumble out in the early morn, tell him of the place [F] I've got to go.
_ Hit a hundred signal lights, Peterbilt's in a traffic fight, getting through these doors has [Bb] been so slow.
_ _ LA [Eb] International Airport, _
_ [F] _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ A stewardess in a miniskirt, hippie in a leather shirt, started on the way to [F] Naples, Rome.
_ _ While I'm wondering where it's at, see a Paris diplomat, college kids are trying to get [Bb] back home.
_ Baggage cart goes quickly by, see my case and I start to cry, stumble to the lounge [F] to be alone.
_ While I'm trying to get some rest, bite my lips and try my best, fight the pain that's making [Bb] me leap on.
_ _ [F] LA [Eb] International Airport, _ _ _ where the big jet [Bb] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [Bb] him anymore.
_ [G] _ _ _
[C] With silver wings across the sky, vapor trails that wave goodbye, to those beloved got to [G] stay at home.
Wish that I had flown at night, so I could take that champagne flight, ridden myself of every tear [C] high. _ _
_ Soaring high up _ in a 747, fighting back the tears that curse [G] my eyes.
_ Captain's voice so loud and clear, amplifies into my ear, assuring me I'm flying [C] friendly skies.
_ _ LA [F] International Airport, _ [G] _ where the big jet [C] engines roar, _ _ _ LA [G] International Airport, _ _ I won't see [C] him anymore.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _