The Band When I Paint My Masterpiece [Alternate Take][*] Lyrics

D A D A E(no chord) A D AOh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,E A Dancient footprints are everywhere.A D AYou could almost think that your seeing double,E AOn the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.E AGotta hurry on back to my hotel room,E A DWhere I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece.A D AShe promised she'd be there with me,E AWhen I paint my masterpiece.D A D A E(no chord) A D AOh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum.E ADodging lions, and a-wasting time,D A D Aoh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see'emE AYes it sure has been a long, hard drive.E ATrain wheels a-running thru the back of my memory,E A DWhen I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese,A D ASomeday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsodyE AWhen I paint my masterpiece.Am C#mSailing round the world in a dirty gondola,D Bb E D C#m D EOh to be back in the land of, Coca-cola.D A D AWell I left Rome, and landed in Brussels,E AOn a plane ride so b__PY that I almost cried,D A D AClergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels,E AEveryone was there to greet me when I stepped inside,E ANewspaper men eating candy,E A DHad to be held down by big police.A D A E ASomeday, its gonna be different, When I paint my masterpiece.