Lyrics Веня Дркин - Хой
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Хой, месяц молодой
Хой! Месяц молодой висит,
Гвоздем прибит, молчит,
Воды в рот набрал, ведь знал,
Что за гнилой базар держать и разбор.
Dm
Вымети сор с неба,
Смотри, уже нет места
Gm
Звездочке моей маленькой,
B
Крохотной моей звездочке,
Dm
Что не оставит меня.
Dm Y1 Dm Y2 (3p) Gm B
Dm Y1 Dm Y2
Иду топтать тропу в небо,
Dm Y1Dm Y2
Втыкать вешки, чужим не осмыслить.
Dm Y1Dm Y2
Придут суки пытать, где мы,
Gm B
А мы дома давным-давно...
А без труда ловил рыбу,
Перстом венчал шаги к Лете.
А бог выдал - свинья съела.
Оставь, скоро ползти клюквой.
Dm F* Am Dm F* Hm Dm F* G F C Dm (2p)
Смахнул с пальцев стога дряни,
Трутом в чреслах добыл пламя,
В лицо фары, а нам - что нам.
А мы дома, давным-давно.
Я сам себе Степан Разин,
Мочой мечу предел прайда.
Иду топтать тропу в небо,
Где там хой нас с огнем сыщешь.
Dm* Dm** Dm* Dm
1996.
7 6 5
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F*
8 7 6
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Y1
8 7 6
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Y2
3 2 1
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Dm*
3 2 1
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Dm**
Хой! Месяц молодой висит,
Гвоздем прибит, молчит,
Воды в рот набрал, ведь знал,
Что за гнилой базар держать и разбор.
Dm
Вымети сор с неба,
Смотри, уже нет места
Gm
Звездочке моей маленькой,
B
Крохотной моей звездочке,
Dm
Что не оставит меня.
Dm Y1 Dm Y2 (3p) Gm B
Dm Y1 Dm Y2
Иду топтать тропу в небо,
Dm Y1Dm Y2
Втыкать вешки, чужим не осмыслить.
Dm Y1Dm Y2
Придут суки пытать, где мы,
Gm B
А мы дома давным-давно...
А без труда ловил рыбу,
Перстом венчал шаги к Лете.
А бог выдал - свинья съела.
Оставь, скоро ползти клюквой.
Dm F* Am Dm F* Hm Dm F* G F C Dm (2p)
Смахнул с пальцев стога дряни,
Трутом в чреслах добыл пламя,
В лицо фары, а нам - что нам.
А мы дома, давным-давно.
Я сам себе Степан Разин,
Мочой мечу предел прайда.
Иду топтать тропу в небо,
Где там хой нас с огнем сыщешь.
Dm* Dm** Dm* Dm
1996.
7 6 5
|---|---|-o-|
|-o-|---|---|-o-|
|-o-|---|-o-|
|---|---|-o-|
|---|-o-|-o-|
|---|---|-o-|
F*
8 7 6
|---|---|---|
|---|-o-|---|
|-o-|---|---|
|---|-o-|---|
|-o-|---|---|
|---|---|---|
Y1
8 7 6
|---|---|-o-|
|---|-o-|-o-|
|-o-|---|-o-|
|---|---|-o-|
|-o-|---|-o-|
|---|---|-o-|
Y2
3 2 1
|---|---|---|
|---|---|---|
|---|---|---|
|---|-o-|---|
|-o-|---|---|
|---|---|---|
Dm*
3 2 1
|---|---|---|
|---|---|---|
|-o-|---|---|
|---|-o-|---|
|-o-|---|---|
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Dm**
Hoy, month young
Hoy! Month young hanging
Nail is nailed, silent,
Waters in her mouth scored, because he knew
What a rotten bazaar hold and analysis.
DM.
Wash litto from the sky
Look, no place
GM.
My small star
B.
A tiny my asterisk,
DM.
What will not leave me.
DM Y1 DM Y2 (3P) GM B
DM Y1 DM Y2
I go to batch the path in the sky,
DM Y1DM Y2.
Sticking the Veshki, someone else cannot be comprehended.
DM Y1DM Y2.
Bitch torture, where we
GM B.
And we are at home a long time ago ...
And without difficulty I caught fish,
The finger walked steps to summer.
And God issued - a pig ate.
Leave, soon crawling cranberries.
Dm F * AM DM F * HM DM F * G F C DM (2P)
Screamed with fingers stack rubbish,
The pipe in Cherslah mined the flame,
In the face of the headlight, and we - what we.
And we are at home, a long time ago.
I am myself Stepan Razin,
Urine Sword Limit Pride.
I go to batch the path in the sky,
Where there they are with the fire with fire.
DM * DM ** DM * DM
1996.
7 6 5.
| --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
| --- | -O- | -O- |
| --- | --- | -O- |
F *
8 7 6.
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
Y1.
8 7 6.
| --- | --- | -O- |
| --- | -O- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
Y2.
3 2 1.
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
DM *
3 2 1.
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
DM **
Hoy! Month young hanging
Nail is nailed, silent,
Waters in her mouth scored, because he knew
What a rotten bazaar hold and analysis.
DM.
Wash litto from the sky
Look, no place
GM.
My small star
B.
A tiny my asterisk,
DM.
What will not leave me.
DM Y1 DM Y2 (3P) GM B
DM Y1 DM Y2
I go to batch the path in the sky,
DM Y1DM Y2.
Sticking the Veshki, someone else cannot be comprehended.
DM Y1DM Y2.
Bitch torture, where we
GM B.
And we are at home a long time ago ...
And without difficulty I caught fish,
The finger walked steps to summer.
And God issued - a pig ate.
Leave, soon crawling cranberries.
Dm F * AM DM F * HM DM F * G F C DM (2P)
Screamed with fingers stack rubbish,
The pipe in Cherslah mined the flame,
In the face of the headlight, and we - what we.
And we are at home, a long time ago.
I am myself Stepan Razin,
Urine Sword Limit Pride.
I go to batch the path in the sky,
Where there they are with the fire with fire.
DM * DM ** DM * DM
1996.
7 6 5.
| --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
| --- | -O- | -O- |
| --- | --- | -O- |
F *
8 7 6.
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
Y1.
8 7 6.
| --- | --- | -O- |
| --- | -O- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
| -O- | --- | -O- | |
| --- | --- | -O- |
Y2.
3 2 1.
| --- | --- | --- |
| --- | --- | --- |
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| --- | -O- | --- |
| -O- | --- | --- |
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DM *
3 2 1.
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| -O- | --- | --- |
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| -O- | --- | --- |
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DM **