When I Paint My Masterpiece - Ver 2

G C G Oh, the streets of Rome G C G Are filled with rubble D G C G Ancient footprints are everywhere G C G You can almost think that you're seeing double D G C G On a cold dark night on the Spanish stairs D G C G Got to hurry on back to my hotel room D G C G Where I got me a date with Botticelli's niece G C G Yeah, she promised that she'd be there with me D G C G When I paint my masterpiece G C G C G All the hours I spent inside the coliseum D G C G Dodging lions and wasting time G C G Oh these mighty kings of the jungle I can hardly stand to see'em D G C G Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb D G C G Train wheels rolling through the back of my memory D G C G When I stood on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese G G C G Someday Everything is gonna be different G D G C G When I paint my masterpiece A D A A D A A A D A A A D A I left Rome and landed in Brussels E A D A On flight so bumpy that I almost cried A D A A D A preacher men in uniform and young girls pulling mussels E A D A Well it sure has been a long hard ride E A D A Newspaper man eating candy E A D A A Had to be held down by big police A D A Someday everything's gonna be different E A When I paint my masterpiece A D A And Someday everythings gonna be different E A D A A D A When I paint my masterpiece