YOU LEFT ME CRYINGINTRO A - D / A - D / etc V1. A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D D - G / D - E A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D V2. A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D D - G / D - E / A - E / A - D A - D / A - D / A - D / A - D MIDDLE D / D / D / A / D / D / D /A / D / A - D / A - D A - D / A - D
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first girl i ever loved was everything, i hear the birds talking in the trees i've grown accustomed to being in love with you, just when you think you've got the hang of it, just like a wheel it goes and comes around, |
WORRY NO MOREINTRO F / Bb / F / Bb F / C / F / F V1. F / Bb F Bb F / C F F V2 F / Bb F Bb F / C F F MID F - F7 / Bb / F / C- - F / Bb / F / Bb F / C / F / F
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if you need me come and see me and I will worry no more. there are those who will always love you, it’s a hard world a pick a card world |
AND THEY DANCEDF / C / F / C / F / C / F / C F / F(E Bass) / Bb / Bb C - F / Bb - F / C / C F / F(E Bass) / Bb / Bb C - F / Bb - F / C / C Dm / Bb / Dm / Bb / C / C / Chorus F - Bb / F - C F - Bb / F - C F - Bb / F - C F - Bb / F - C
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she was foolish and he was crazy, she was always gonna be somebody, she was the lover of the great dictator, |
JEALOUSINTRO Dm - C / Bb Dm - C / Bb V1. Dm - C / Bb Dm - C / Bb / Dm - C / Bb / Dm - C / Bb / F - C / F - C / F - C / Bb /
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i'm jealous of the sun that warms your face i'm jealous of the rain upon your lips i'm jealous of the moon that lights your eyes, |
GOOD WITH HIS HANDSINTRO: A / D / A / D V1. A / D / E / A A / D / E / D - A V2. A / D / E / F#m - D E - A / E - F#m / F#m - D / A - E E - D / D - E E - A / D - E F#m - - E / A / D
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my father was a carpenter he made things out of wood i saw him in the garden on the day she went away she took away the life he knew so he made one for himself |
ON ROSLYN BANKSV1. F / Bb -F / F / Bb F / Bb / F - C / Bb - F INSTRUMENTAL F / C / Bb / F - C F / C / Bb / C
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on roslyn banks she held me close she said it was the evening's chill the water sang a wishful song but promise not what you can't give above these banks a brave king wept and as i kissed the sweetest lips now roslyn banks are a memory |
YOUR FACE AGAINVERSES A - Bm / D - E / A - Bm / D - E / MIDDLE E / A / E / A / D / F#m / B / A / E / A / E / A / D / F#m / B / D / A - Bm / D - E /
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sometimes i don't know where i am there's gonna be snow there's gonna be rain no i don't need a picture of judas there's a face i know there's some old friend |
THE MAN IN THE MOONE / A / B / E
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i took a walk one night just to ease my head i am the man in the moon let me be your light i know you're gonna say that i must be crazy the sun comes up and everybody gets happy |
JUST LIKE AN ANGELF / F / Bb / Bb / F / F / Bb / Bb / C / Bb / F / Dm / C / F / C / F / Bb
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seems like a long time seems like a long way back life can get ugly the sun can refuse to shine the optimist's suitcase was found by the railroad track |
THE PRIEST'S LETTERINTRO D / VERSE G / A / D / G A / Bm / D / A / A G / A / D / G / Bm / D / A / D BREAK G / A / G / D
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as i walked one night where the ships come in i'd come to this place on the run from love and he placed it there in the harbour wall as he turned to leave i could see the face |
BACK DOOR MANINTRO D / G / D / G VERSE D / G / D / G C / G / D / G Em / A /
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tonight i'll be your back door man i'm waving my family goodbye the ghost of my future's returned i'm taking my chances tonight i'm hanging around your back door |
HOMEINTRO D VERSE D / Bm / Em / A D / Bm / Em / A CHORUS D / G / A D / A / D MIDDLE A / G-D A / Bm-A / A
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up in her kitchen above the commotion four stories down in the west london traffic emily waits for familiar footsteps jack kisses her and she kisses him back they drive through the night past the farms and the small towns jack holds her close in the seaside hotel |
AND JESUS WEPTG - Am / D / G - Am / D G - Am / D / G - Am / D C / Bm / Am / D / D G – Am / F-C / D / BRIDGE C / Bm / D / D C / Bm / Am–Bm / C C / D / D
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the moon is slowly sinking the final moon i’ll see if i’d been a captain they would have sent me home sound the drum for their young precious years a soldier’s good for fighting that’s what my father said i got the shakes on tuesday i cannot go i said we all fall in the cause of the free in unmarked graves in flanders lie 300 boys and men |