Roland Garros Lyrics & Tabs by Altre di B
Roland Garros
guitar chords lyrics
All he can do now is play tennis with kids.
It's been ages
since he raised any trophies and smiles.
Now he's forty four years old.
Pot belly is pot belly.
It would have been great to win the Roland Garros.
And he tried and he tried.
This last decade was
a string of mistakes and offences.
He was twenty years old.
He had a golden showcase and
white socks turning into red.
White socks turning into red.
So,
lots of things have changed compare to the past times.
White socks turning into red.
So,
lots of things have changed compare to the past times.
How incredible and cynical it sounds.
First you're facing Jim Courier
then teenagers and gonzos.
Your backhand was too much for the Roland Garros.
And he tried and he tried.
This is the last chance
to see him with a t-shirt and white shorts.
He was twenty years then,
now he's married but white socks.
They're still turning into red.
They're still turning into red.
