An Accountants Dream

D A D A E A E A E A E A E A E E A E A forty years old bald accountant had a terrifying dream A E In his nightmare played a rocker raising all his steam B His eyes were sparkling, his frame was writhing C His cheeks were burning, his soul was flying G B E Was more delighted and more rejoiced than before E A E A forty years old bald accountant had a terrifying dream A E Next day morning at his counter feel sound asleep B Curly long beard replaced his neck-tie C To every day work waved a good-bye G B Playing hard rock he felt himself high in the sky E A Poor old creature from this time on lived a strange double life E A Days with working, nights with playing, that´s how he spent all his time E A E A E A E Guitar Solo D E A E A E A E A E A E E A E A forty years old bald accountant had a terrifying dream A E In his nightmare played a rocker raising all his steam B His eyes were sparkling, his frame was writhing C His cheeks were burning, his soul was flying G B Was more dеlighted and more rejoicеd than before E A Poor old creature from this time on lived a strange double life E A Days with working, nights with playing, that´s how he spent all his time E A E A E D A E D E A G F G E