sábado, 13 de abril de 2013
JEFF LYNNE: "BEWITCHED, BOTHERED AND BEWILDERED"
Gaug: 321003
Ebdim: xx1212
Edim: xx2323
Bbdim: x12320
I'm |G| wild again, be-|Am| guiled again
A |G/B| simpering, |Gaug| whimpering |C| child again |C - Ebdim|
Be-|G| witched, |Edim| bothered |Am| and bewil-|D| dered |E|
Am |Am| I |D - D7|
|G| Couldn't sleep and |Am| wouldn't sleep
When |G/B| love came and |Gaug| told me I |C| shouldn't sleep |C - Ebdim|
Be-|G| witched, |Edim| bothered |Am| and bewil-|D| dered |G|
Am |C| I |E7|
......|Am| Lost my heart, but what of it
......|Em| She is cold, I agree
......|Am| She can laugh, but I |D| love it |D/C|
......Although the |Bm| laugh's |Bbdim|
......on |Am| me |D|
I'll |G| sing to her, each |Am| spring to her
And |G/B| long, for the |Gaug| day when I'll |C| cling to her |C - Ebdim|
Be-|G| witched, |Edim| bothered |Am| and bewil-|D| dered |E|
Am |Am| I |E - Am|
|Cm| Ooooh
Be-|G| witched, |Edim| bothered |Am| and bewil-|D| dered
Am |G| I |Cm - G|
lunes, 8 de abril de 2013
CRASH TEST DUMMIES: "TWO KNIGHTS AND MAIDENS"
Intro: |A2 - E - B4|
|F#m7/11| Once there were |D| two |E| knights and |A2| maidens |Em|
|C#m| They'd walk to-|B4| gether |C| Out in the |D| gar-|G| dens
|E| In all |A| kinds of weather |E| |E4 - E|
The |F#m7| knights always |D| pes-|E| tered the |A2| maidens |Em|
To |C#m| love them to-|B4| gether |C| Out in the |D| gar-|G| dens
And |E| they could |A| watch each other |E|
......The |F| mai-|G| dens had |C| other plans for the two |F| knights |Am|
......|Bb2| They'd give them |C| potions
......|F| And make them see |Bb| dreams and lights
The |F#m7| knights took the |D| po-|E| tions |A2| gladly |Em|
They |C#m| laughed at their |B4| visions
|C| But outside the |D| gar-|C| den
|E| Tigers |A| smelled them together |E|
......The |F| mai-|G| dens had |C| other plans for the two |F| knights |Am|
......|Bb2| They'd give them |C| potions
......|F| And make them see |Bb| dreams and lights
The |F#m7| knights only |D| laughed |E| at the |A2| tigers |Em|
They |C#m| thought they were |B4| visions
|C| Out in the |D| gar-|G| den
The |E| maidens |A| watched them together |E|
............|Am7| Aa-|G/B - C|-ah, but for the two |F| knights |Am|
............|Bb2| Ah, but for |C| maidens
............|F| Who gave to them |Bb2| dreams and lights |Bb2 - F - Bb2|
sábado, 6 de abril de 2013
GENESIS: "THE CINEMA SHOW"
Un fragmento, claro, con acordes simplificados, para rascar y divertirse en el fogón. Fmaj7/11+, que parece tan feo, es simplemente x33200.
|D| Home from work our Juliet |Gmaj7| clears her morning meal.
She |D| dabs her skin with pretty smells, con-|Gmaj7| cealing to appeal.
......|Dm| I will make my bed, she |Gm| said, but turned to go.
......|Bb| Can she be |C| late for her |Dm| cinema show...
......|D| Cinema show |Gmaj7|
|D| Romeo locks his basement flat and |Gmaj7| scurries up the stair.
With |D| head held high and floral tie, a |Gmaj7| weekend millionaire.
......|Dm| I will make my bed with |Gm| her tonight, he cries.
......|Bb| Can he fail |C| armed with his |Gmaj7| chocolate sur-|G| prise? |Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7 - Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7| Take a little trip back with |Cmaj7| father Tiresias |Gmaj7 - Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7| Listen to the old man speak of |Cmaj7| all he has lived through.
|Fmaj7/11+| I have crossed between the |Em| poles,
for |D| me there's |C| no mystery.
|B7| Once a |C#m| man, like the sea I raged,
|B| Once a |A| woman, like the earth I gave |B - A|
But there |A| is in |Gm| fact more |Cm7| earth |D| than |Gm| sea.
|D| Home from work our Juliet |Gmaj7| clears her morning meal.
She |D| dabs her skin with pretty smells, con-|Gmaj7| cealing to appeal.
......|Dm| I will make my bed, she |Gm| said, but turned to go.
......|Bb| Can she be |C| late for her |Dm| cinema show...
......|D| Cinema show |Gmaj7|
|D| Romeo locks his basement flat and |Gmaj7| scurries up the stair.
With |D| head held high and floral tie, a |Gmaj7| weekend millionaire.
......|Dm| I will make my bed with |Gm| her tonight, he cries.
......|Bb| Can he fail |C| armed with his |Gmaj7| chocolate sur-|G| prise? |Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7 - Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7| Take a little trip back with |Cmaj7| father Tiresias |Gmaj7 - Cmaj7|
|Gmaj7| Listen to the old man speak of |Cmaj7| all he has lived through.
|Fmaj7/11+| I have crossed between the |Em| poles,
for |D| me there's |C| no mystery.
|B7| Once a |C#m| man, like the sea I raged,
|B| Once a |A| woman, like the earth I gave |B - A|
But there |A| is in |Gm| fact more |Cm7| earth |D| than |Gm| sea.
ELLIOTT SMITH: "COMING UP ROSES"
El original está en G#.
|G| I'm a junkyard full of |A7| false starts
|C| And I don't need your per-|G| mission
To |A7| bury my |C| love under this |G| bare light |A7| bulb
|C| The |Em| moon is a |A7| sickle |C| cell
|Em| It'll |A7| kill you in |B7| time
Your |C| cold white |Em| brother |A7| riding in your |C| blood
|B7| Like spun glass in sore eyes
|E| While the |G| moon does |Bm7| its di-|C#m| vision, you're buried be-|C| low
And you're coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| roses |D| fol-
Instr: |G - A7 - C - G - A7 - C - G - A7|
..........low
|C| The |Em| things that you |A7| tell your-|C| self
|Em| They'll |A7| kill you in |B7| time
Your |C| cold white |Em| brother a-|A7| live in your |C| blood
|B7| Spinning in the night sky
|E| While the |G| moon does |Bm7| its di-|C#m| vision, you're buried be-|C| low
And you're coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| ro-|B7| ses
|E| So you |G| got in a |Bm7| kind of |C#m| trouble that nobody |C| knows
It's coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| roses |D| fol-|G| low
|G| I'm a junkyard full of |A7| false starts
|C| And I don't need your per-|G| mission
To |A7| bury my |C| love under this |G| bare light |A7| bulb
|C| The |Em| moon is a |A7| sickle |C| cell
|Em| It'll |A7| kill you in |B7| time
Your |C| cold white |Em| brother |A7| riding in your |C| blood
|B7| Like spun glass in sore eyes
|E| While the |G| moon does |Bm7| its di-|C#m| vision, you're buried be-|C| low
And you're coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| roses |D| fol-
Instr: |G - A7 - C - G - A7 - C - G - A7|
..........low
|C| The |Em| things that you |A7| tell your-|C| self
|Em| They'll |A7| kill you in |B7| time
Your |C| cold white |Em| brother a-|A7| live in your |C| blood
|B7| Spinning in the night sky
|E| While the |G| moon does |Bm7| its di-|C#m| vision, you're buried be-|C| low
And you're coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| ro-|B7| ses
|E| So you |G| got in a |Bm7| kind of |C#m| trouble that nobody |C| knows
It's coming up |G| ro-|A7| ses |C| every-|G| where you
|A7| go, red |C| roses |D| fol-|G| low
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