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e:-7---8---7---10----8|
b:-8---8---8---10---10|
g:-9---9---7---11---10|
d:-9---10--9---12---10|
a:--------------------|
e:--------------------|
e:-7/---77-7/---77-7/---77-7/---10~~~-|
b:-8/---88-8/---88-8/---88-8/---10~~~-|
g:-9/---77-9/---77-9/---77-9/---11~~~-|
d:-9/---99-9/---99-9/---99-9/---12~~~-|
a:-----------------------------------|
e:-----------------------------------|
| | Em | F |
| | London calling to the | faraway towns |
| | Em | G/B |
| Now that | war is declared and | battle come down |
| | Em | C |
| | London calling to the | underworld |
| | Em | G/B |
| Come | out of the cupboard, all you | boys and girls |
| | Em | C |
| | London calling, now | don't look to us |
| | Em | G/B |
| | Phony Beatlemania has | bitten the dust |
| | Em | C |
| | London calling, see we | ain't got no swing |
| | Em | G/B |
| | Except for the ring of tha | t truncheon thing |
| | Em | G/B |
| | The ice age is coming, the | sun's zooming in |
| | Em | G/B |
| | Meltdown expected the | wheat is growing thin |
| | Em | G/B |
| | Engines stop running but | I have no fear |
| Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river |
| Verse2 (play like the first) |
| London calling to the imitation zone |
| Forget it brother, you can got it alone |
| London calling to the zombies of death |
| Quit holding out and draw another breath |
| London calling and I don't wanna shout |
| But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out |
| London calling, see we ain't got no highs |
| Except for that one with the yellowy eyes |
| The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in |
| Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin |
| A nuclear error but I have no fear |
| Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river |
| The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in |
| Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin |
| A nuclear error but I have no fear |
| Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river |
| London calling, yes I was there too |
| An' you know what they said - well some of it was true! |
| London calling at the top of the dial |
| An' after all this, won't you give me a smile? |
| | Em |
| | I never felt so much a' like like like.... |
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e:-7---9----|
b:-9---10---|
g:-9---9----|
d:----------|
a:----------|
e:----------|
| B/ means sliding down the high e-string from the 7.fret slowly to the 3. |
| Riff1 (play as Intro and in the verse) |
e:-----------------|
b:-----------------|
g:-----------------|
d:-----------------|
a:---------0-0-1-0-|
e:-0-0-3-3---------|
| | E |
| | My baby drove up in a brand new cadillac |
| | A | E |
| My | baby drove up in a brand new cadi | llac |
| | B/ | A |
| S | he said 'Hey come here big | Daddy' |
| | E |
| | baby baby won't you hear my plea |
| | A | E |
| C | 'mon just come on back to | me |
| | B/ | A |
| She said | balls to you Da | ddy |
| She ain't commin back to me |
| I don´t know how exactly but I |
| think it´s played in the 7. and most times |
| with bedings onthe high e-string |
| | E |
| | Baby drove up in a cadillac |
| | A | E |
| I said ' | Jesus Christ, where did you get that cadi | llac |
| | B/ | A |
| She said | balls to you D | addy |
| She ain't never coming back |
| <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< |
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| | A | Dj7 | F#m | Dsus4 | D | A | E | A | D | A | E |
| | . | . | . | . | | . | . | | | | |
e:-0--0-0--2--2-2--2--2-2--5--2-2--0--0-0--0--0-0--0--2--0--0-|
b:-2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--3--3-3--2--2-2--0--0-0--2--3--2--0-|
g:-2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--1--1-1--2--2--2--1-|
d:-2--2-2--0--0-0--4--4-4--0--0-0--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--0--2--2-|
a:-0--0-0----------4--4-4----------0--0-0--2--2-2--0-----0--2-|
e:-----------------2------------------------------------------|
| <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< |
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e:-----2---3-------0---0---1---2-|
b:-1---3---0---1---1---2---3---4-|
g:-0---2---0---0---2---2---3---4-|
d:-2---0---0---2---2---2---3---4-|
a:-3-------2---2---0---0---1---2-|
e:---------3---------------------|
| C D C G (kind of Organ plays this) |
| | C |
| Well, | I got a friend who's a man (who's a man?) |
| | D |
| What man? The man who keeps me from the | lonely the only |
| | C |
| He | gives me what I need (What you need?) |
| | G |
| What ya got? I need it all so | badly |
| | C | C/B | Am |
| Oh, | anyth | ing I w | ant |
| | C | C/B | Am | C | C/B |
| | Anyt | hing I w | ant | he gives | it |
| | Am | C |
| But, | not for free, it's | hateful |
| | Am | G | A | Bb | B |
| And I'm so | grateful to be | nowhere | | | |
| Verse2:(play like 1.Verse) |
| This year I've lost some friends (some friends?) |
| What friends? I dunno I ain't even noticed |
| You see, I gotta go out again |
| My friend, i gotta see the main man |
| Solo 2x (maybe it´s a bit higher but I think if you play it dirty it works) |
e:------------------------------------------|
b:------------------------------------------|
g:-7-5-5-7-7---7-7-5-5---7-54-3-3--54-3-3-|
d:------------------------------------------|
a:------------------------------------------|
e:------------------------------------------|
| Verse3:(like the other two) |
| What swerves? I can't drive so steady ´n already |
| I've lost my memory What mind? |
| Behind, I can't see so clearly. |
| | C | C/B | Am |
| Oh, | anyth | ing I w | ant |
| | C | C/B | Am | C | C/B |
| | Anyt | hing I w | ant | he gives | it |
| | Am | C |
| But, | not for free, it's | hateful |
| | C | C/B | Am |
| Oh, | anyth | ing I w | ant... |
| (several Background Vocals) |
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| Riff for the Verse and Intro |
e:-5-5-5-5-5--5--5-5--5-5--5--5-5--5--5-5-5--3-3-|
b:-5-5-5-5-5--5--5-5--7-5--5--5-5--5--5-5-5--3-3-|
g:-6-6-6-6-6--6--6-6--7-6--6--6-6--6--6-6-6--4-4-|
d:-7-7-7-7-7--7--7-7--7-7--7--7-7--7--7-7-7--5-5-|
a:-----------------------------------------------|
e:-----------------------------------------------|
| Play this Riff twice in any Bridge |
e:-5---4---5---5---7---7---|
b:-5---5---7---7---9---6---|
g:-6---4---6---7---9---5---|
d:-7-----------7---9---5---|
a:-------------------------|
e:-------------------------|
| How you get a rude and a reckless? |
| Don't you be so crude and a feckless |
| You been drinking brew for breakfast |
| I know that my life make you nervous |
| But I tell you that I can't live in service |
| Like the doctor who was born for a purpose |
| I went to the market, to realise my soul |
| ´cause what I need I just don´t have |
| First they curse, then they press me till I hurt |
| Now first you must cure your temper |
| Then you find a job in the paper |
| You need someone for a saviour |
| Now we get a rude and a reckless |
| We been seen lookin' cool an' a speckless |
| We been drinking brew for breakfast |
| So Rudie can't fail (no,no,no) |
| I went to the market, to realise my soul |
| ´cause what I need I just don´t have |
| First they curse, then they press me till I hurt |
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| During the verse do one stroke/chord |
| in the Chorus a Ska-Feeling one Upstroke on every off-beat |
e:-5---2---4---2---5---3-|
b:-5---2---5---3---6---3-|
g:-6---2---6---4---7---4-|
d:-7---4---6---4---7---5-|
a:-----------------------|
e:-----------------------|
| | A | F#m | C#m | Bm |
| | Spanish Bombs in | Andal | usia | |
| | Dm |
| The shooting sites in the | days of '39 |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Oh, please leave the | vendetta | open |
| | Bm | Dm |
| | Federico Lorca is d | ead and gone |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Bullet Holes in the | cemetary | walls |
| | Bm | Dm |
| | The black cars of the | Guardia Civil |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Spanish bombs o | n the Costa | Rica |
| | Bm | Dm |
| | I'm flying in on a | DC-10 tonight |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Spanish bombs yo te | quirro y | finito |
| | F#m | C#m | G |
| | Yo te | querda Oh | ma corazon |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Spanish bombs yo te | quirro y | finito |
| | F#m | C#m | G |
| | Yo te | quirro oh | ma corazon |
| Spanish weeks in my disco casino |
| The freedom fighters died up on the hill |
| They sang the red flag, they wore th black one |
| But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill |
| Back home the buses went up in flashes |
| The Irish tomb was drenched in blood |
| Spanish bombs shatter the hotel |
| My senorita's nose was nipped in the bud |
| The hillsides ring with,'Free the people' |
| Or can I hear the echoes from the days of '39? |
| With trenches full of poets, the ragged armies |
| Fixin' bayonets, to fight the other line |
| Spanish bombs rock the province |
| I'm hearing music from another time |
| Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava |
| I'm flying in on a DC-10 tonight |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Spanish songs in | Andal | usia, |
| | F#m | C#m | G |
| | Manda | lina | Oh my corazon |
| | A | F#m | C#m |
| | Spanish songs | in Gr | anada |
| F#m C#m Bm (till the end) |
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e:-----7-7-5-5---|
b:-----7-7-5-5---|
g:-9-9-8-8-6-6-8-|
d:-9-9---------9-|
a:-7-7---------9-|
e:---------------|
| That´s the main riff you have to play during the Intro |
| play later sometimes the whole chord... |
| Everybody say, 'Is he all right' |
| And everybody say, 'What's he like |
| Everybody say he sure look funny |
| That Montgomery Clift honey |
| New York , New York 42nd street |
| Hustlers hustle and pimps pimp the beat |
| Monty clift is recongnized at dawn |
| He aint got no shoes and his clothes are torn |
| Everybody say, 'Is he all right' |
| And everybody say, 'What's he like |
| Everybody say he sure look funny |
| That Montgomery Clift honey |
| I see a car smashed at night |
| Cut the appluase and dim the light |
| Monty's face is boken on a wheel |
| Is he alive? Can he still feel? |
| And everybody say, 'Is he alright' |
| Everybody say, 'Shine a Light' |
| Everybody say, 'It's not funny' |
| That's Montgomery Clift honey |
| (Shoot his right profile) |
| Everybody say, 'Is he all right' |
| And everybody say, 'What's he like |
| Everybody say he sure look funny |
| That Montgomery Clift honey |
| Everybody say, 'Is he all right' |
| And everybody say, 'What's he like |
| Everybody say he sure look funny |
| That Montgomery Clift honey |
| He said go out and get me my old movie sitll |
| Go out and get me another roll of pill |
| There I go shaking but I ain't got the chills |
| Everybody say, 'Is he all right' |
| And everybody say, 'What's he like |
| Everybody say he sure look funny |
| That Montgomery Clift honey |
| <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< |
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e:-2---0---0---3---2-|
b:-3---0---2---0---2-|
g:-2---1---2---0---3-|
d:-0---2---2---0---4-|
a:-----2---0---2---4-|
e:-----0-------3---2-|
| | D | E | A |
| | what are we gonna d | o n | ow? |
| | A | D | G | A |
| ta | king off his | turban they say | is this man a | Jew |
| | D | A |
| | worki | ng for the clampdown |
| | D | G | A |
| they put a | poster saying ' | We earn more than | you |
| | D | A |
| we´re working for the | clamp | down |
| | D | G |
| we will | teach our twisted | speech |
| | D | A |
| to the young | bel | ievers |
| | D | G |
| we will | train our blue eyed | men |
| | A | D | G | A |
| The judge | said five to | ten but I said | double it a | gain I'm not |
| working for the clampdown |
| | A | D | G | A |
| | No man b | orn with a | living | soul can be |
| | D | A |
| | worki | ng for the clampdown |
| | D | G |
| | Kick over the wall 'cause | governments gonna fall |
| | D | G |
| | Let fury have to hour, | anger can be power if you know it |
| in this part play muted single tones in the 12.bar on the two deep strings |
| I don´t know exactly which tones but I think there are E F# and G# |
| the voices in your head are calling stop wasting your time , theres nothing coming |
| only a fool can think someone can save you |
| the men in the factry are old and cunning you don't own nothing boy get |
| runnin' its the best years of your life they want to steal |
| | A | D | G | A |
| But | you grow | up and | you clam | down, |
| Working for the clampdown |
| | A | D | G | A |
| | You start | wearing | Blue and | Brown and |
| | D | A |
| working for the c | lampd | own |
| | D | G |
| | So you got someone to | boss around |
| | D | G |
| | You drift until you | brutilize you |
| | D | A |
| made your first k | ill n | ow |
| | A | D | G | A |
| | In these | days of e | vil presi | dentes |
| | D | A |
| working for the | clamp | down |
| | A | D | G | A |
| | But lately one or | two has fu | lly paid thier | due |
| | D | A |
| working for the | clamp | down |
| | G | D | A |
| | Ha longy long Working for the | Clamp | down |
| | F# | D | A |
| | Yeah working hard in | Hairris | burg |
| | F# | D | A |
| | yeah working hard in | Peters | burg |
| | G | D | A |
| | Working for the | Clamp | down... |
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e:--8--8-7-7-10-10-|
b:--9--9-7-7-12-12-|
g:-10-10-7-7-12-12-|
d:-10-10-9-9-12-12-| always upstrrokes on the off-beat
a:--8--8-9-9-10-10-| 2x at one verse
e:--8--8-7-7-10-10-|
| There´s a middle part where you have to stroke the chords on the beat |
| When they kick at your front door |
| With your hands on your head |
| Or on the trigger of your gun |
| Shot down on the pavement |
| But you'll have to answer to |
| And your life you like it well |
| But surely your time will come |
| You see, he feels like Ivan |
| Born under the Brixton sun |
| His game is called survival |
| At the end of the harder they come |
| You know it means no mercy |
| They caught him with a gun |
| No need for the Black Maria |
| Goodbye to the Brixton sun |
| But oh-the guns of Brixton |
| <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< |
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| There´s a guitar inside but not the whole time so what I´ve heard you have to play: |
| always on the off-beats and the first time you have to strum the G very often... |
| two verses com before this but just with organ and saxophon |
| and trample people under your feet |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| So you better stop, it is the wrong 'em boyo |
| In such a small, small game |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| You'd better stop, It is the wrong em boyo |
| and Stagger Lee's come out on top |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| Don't you know it is wrong |
| So you must start all over again, |
| You got to play it Billy play, you got to |
| and you will find it is the right 'em boyo |
| But if you must lie and deceit |
| and trample people under your feet |
| Don't you know it's wrong |
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e:------------|
b:------------|
g:-10------12-|
d:-10--10--10-|
a:-8---10--10-|
e:-----8------|
| F5 C5 play for a long time |
e:--------------------------------------------------------|
b:--------------------------------------------------------|
g:-10h12(Flanger)-12-10----10----------------12---10---12-|
d:----------------------12----12-10-12-10-----------------|
a:--------------------------------------------------------|
e:--------------------------------------------------------|
| play loud the Chorus Riff |
e:--------------------------------------------------|
b:--------------------------------------------------|
g:-12b/14b-14b14b-14b-14b--14-12----12-------12-14b-|
d:-------------------------------14----14-12--------|
a:--------------------------------------------------|
e:--------------------------------------------------|
| Verse:(strike every chord as a kind of Accent the bass does the rest) |
| | C5 | G5 |
| Now | every cheap hood strikes a | bargain with the world |
| | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| And | ends up making payments on a | sofa or a | girl |
| | C5 | G5 |
| | Love and hate tattooed across the | knuckles of his hands |
| | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| | Hands that slap his kids around 'cause | they don't unders | tand how |
| Chorus:(Same as loud Intro part F5 C5 G5 F5, the last time let the F5 ring |
| sometimes the chord changes on the off-beat and it sounds like a 6/8) |
| Death or glory becomes just another story |
| Death or glory becomes just another story |
| Verse (same as the first) |
| Now every gimmick-hungry boy digging gold from rock-n-roll |
| Grabs the mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold |
| But I believe in this and it's been tested by research |
| He who fucks nuns will later join the church |
| Bridge:(I don´t know if the chords are right cause they use an octaver or a |
| strange tremolo but it sounds ok if you use this effect and strum the |
| chord one time and let it ring) |
| | G5 | C5 |
| | See you in the gunsi | ghts you say hello |
| | G5 | C5 |
| | (then) you say ok d | on't wanna play the show |
| | G5 | C5 |
| | all you are thinking | 'bout is death or glory now |
| | G5 | C5 |
| | playing the losers g | ame, surely it's better now |
| Verse (same as the others) |
| In every dingy basement on every dingy street |
| Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat |
| It's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on |
| If you've been trying for years, we already heard your song |
| Bridge2:(no chords but a similar melodie as used in the Intro) |
| We're gonna march a long way, we're gonna travel a long time |
| We're gonna travel over mountains, we're gonna travel over seas |
| We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna fight 'til you lose |
| We're gonna raise trouble, we're gonna raise hell |
| We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna raise hell |
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e:-3---3---3---2-0-|
b:-3---3---3---4-2-|
g:-4---4---4---4-2-|
d:-5---4---5---4-2-| 2x at one verse
a:-5---5---5---2-0-|
e:-3---3---3-------|
| d:-5-5-7-| 3x at Chorus than at freeze play one G |
| In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor |
| The money can be made if you really want some more |
| Executive decision-a clinical precision |
| Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision |
| I get good advice from the advertising world |
| Treat me nice says the party girl |
| Koke adds life where there isn't any |
| It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power |
| When top men need a top up long before the happy hour |
| Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot |
| You won't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet! |
| I get my advice from the advertising world |
| Treat me nice says the party girl |
| Koke adds life where there isn't any |
| Play this during the following part when exactly you have to listen |
e:----------------------------------------------------|
b:-10b~~----rb--------------------15b-12-15p12----15--|b
g:----------------14bp121211/12---------------14-----|
d:----------------------------------------------------|
a:----------------------------------------------------|
e:----------------------------------------------------|
| Koka Kola advertising and kokaine |
| Strolling down the Broadway in the rain |
| I read it in the paper-they're crazy! |
| In the White House-I know |
| All Over Berlin they've been doing it for years |
| Coming through the door is a snub nose 44 |
| What the barrel can't snort it can spatter on the floor |
| Your eyeballs feel like pinballs |
| And your tongue feels like a fish |
| You're leaping from the windows-saying don't |
| Don't give me none of this! |
| I get good advice from the advertising world |
| Treat me nice says the party girl |
| Koke adds life where there isn't any |
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| There is just very few guitar at the end of the verses so I don´t want to tab it |
| but I know places where it´s written down so look there |
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| I think different chords work, but Barreé sound good,cause you can use just the upper |
e:-3---5---5---3
b:-3---5---7---5
g:-4---5---7---5
d:-5---7---7---5
a:-5---7---5---3
e:-3---5---5---3
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b:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
g:12-10-12-10-12-10-12b-12-----12b-rb-12-----12-10-12-10-12-10-14b-14--14~~~
d:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
a:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
e:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
| | G | Am |
| Yeh, | you must treat your lover girl | right |
| If you wanna make lover's rock |
| You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock |
| 'Cause everybody knows it's a crying shame |
| | D | C |
| | But nobody knows the | poor baby's name |
| When she forgot that thing that she had to swallow |
| (The solos in the middle are great but I don´t have the time to tab them) |
| You Western man, you're free with your seed |
| When you make lovers rock |
| But woops! there goes the strength that you need |
| To make real cool lovers rock |
| 'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes |
| And he can make a lover in a thousand go's |
| An' she don't need that thing that she had to swallow |
| repeat several times with solos in the middle |
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| play all the guitarriffs with uppstrokes on the off-beat |
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| Revolution rock it is a brand new rock |
| A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock |
| Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back |
| An' I'm so pilled up that I rattle |
| I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice |
| But I've got no time to do battle |
| Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this |
| Brand new beat this here music mash up the nation |
| This here music cause a sensation |
| Tell your ma, tell your pa, everything's gonna be all right |
| Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it! |
| Revolution rock, I am in a state of shock |
| So bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock |
| Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide |
| And you poured your beer in me hat |
| With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street |
| And I ai't got no time for that |
| Everybody smash up your seat and rock to this brand new beat |
| This here music mash up the nation |
| This here music cause a sensation |
| Tell your mama tell your pa, |
| Can´t you feel it? Don´t ignore it! |
| Everythings gonna be alright |
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| | D | A | D | A |
| You say you | sta | nd by your ma | n | |
| | D | A | D | A |
| Tell me some | thin | g I don't understand | | |
| | D | A | Bm |
| You said you | lov | e me, and that's a fact | |
| | D | A | D | A |
| The you | left | me, said you felt trapped | | |
| | D | A |
| Well, some | things you can explain | away |
| | Bm | D |
| But the h | eartache's with me till t | his day |
| | D | A |
| You didn't stand by me | | |
| | D | A |
| You didn't stand by me | | |
| All the times when we were close |
| I'll remember these things the most |
| I see all my dreams come tumblin' down |
| I can't be happy without you around |
| So alone, I keep the wolves at bay |
| And there's only one thing I can say |
| | A | F#m | Bm | D | A |
| You must explaa | aa | in why t | his must be | | |
| | A | F#m | Bm | D | A |
| Did you | li | iiie w | hen you spoke to me? | | |
| Did you stand be me? No, not at all |
| Now I got a job, but it don't pay |
| I need new clothes, I need somewhere to stay |
| But without all of these things I can do |
| But without your love, I won't make it through |
| But you don't understand my point of view |
| I suppose there nothing I can do |
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