ABBA: "I LET THE MUSIC SPEAK"

Enorme canción, no de las más conocidas, tal vez justamente por su enormidad (hay una conspiración mundial para que las personas crean que ABBA es ante todo Chiquitita, sabrán). Para igualar el tono original se toca con trasporte en 3. Eliminé un pequeño segmento instrumental poco guitarreable cerca del final. 





Intro: |A2|

|A2| I'm hearing |A2/G| images, |F#dim| I'm seeing |E| songs
No |A2| poet |Am| has ever |Am6-| pain-|Am| ted
|Dm| Voices call |Dm/C| out to me, |E/B| straight to my |Bb7| heart
So |Dm| strange yet |Dm/C| we're so |Ebdim| well ac-|E| quainted

|A2| I let the |A2/G| music speak, |F#dim| with no res-|E| traints
I |A2| let my |Am| feelings take |Am6-| o-|Am| ver
|Dm| Carry my |Dm/C| soul away |E/B| into the |Bb7| world
Where |Dm| beauty |Dm/C| meets the |Ebdim| darkness
|E| of the |Am (Tab. 1)| day

......|G| Where my mind is like an |C| open window
......|G| Where the |E| high and healing |E/G#| winds |Am| blow
......|G| From my shallow sleep the |C| sounds awake me
......|Bb| I let them |Bb/F| take me
......|Bb5-| (Let them wake me, let them now, let them take me)
......|Am - E4 - E|

............Let it be a |Am| joke |Am6-|
............Let it be a |Am| smile
............Let it be a |Am| farce |Am/G| if it makes me
............|F| laugh |E| for a little |Am| while

............Let it be a |Am| tear |Am6-|
............Let it be a |Am| sigh
............Coming from a |Am| heart |Am/G| speaking to a
............|F| heart |E| let it be a |Am| cry

Instr.: |Tab. 2| - |A2|

|A2| Some streets are |A2/G| emptiness, |F#dim| dry leaves of |E| autumn
|A2| Rustling |Am| down an old |Am6-| al-|Am| ley
|Dm| And in the |Dm/C| dead of night |E/B| I find my-|Bb7| self
A |Dm| blind man |Dm/C| in some |Ebdim| ancient |E| valley

|A2| I let the |A2/G| music speak, |F#dim| leading me |E| gently
|A2| Urging |Am| me like a |Am6-| lo-|Am| ver
|Dm| Leading me |Dm/C| all the way |E/B| into a |Bb7| place
Where |Dm| beauty |Dm/C| will de-|Ebdim| feat the
|E| darkest |Am (Tab. 1)| day

......|G| Where I'm one with every |C| grand illusion
......|G| No dis-|E| turbance, no in-|E/G#| tru-|Am| sion
......|G| Where I let the wistful |C| sounds seduce me
......|Bb| I let them |Bb/F| use me
......|Bb5-| (All illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion)
......|Am - E4 - E|

............Let it be a |Am| joke |Am6-|
............Let it be a |Am| smile
............Let it be a |Am| farce |Am/G| if it makes me
............|F| laugh |E| for a little |Am| while

............Let it be a |Am| tear |Am6-|
............Let it be a |Am| sigh
............Coming from a |Am| heart |Am/G| speaking to a 
............|F| heart |E| let it be a |Am (Tab. 1)| cry 

......|G| Let it be the joy of |C| each new sunrise
......|G| Or the |E/G#| moment when a |E| day |Am| dies
......|G| I surrender without |C| reservation
......|C7/Bb| No explanations
......|F9/A| No questions |F/A| why
......|Dm| I take it |A/D| to me and |Dm7| let it flow |E7| through me
......Yes, |Dm| I let the |C| music speak
......|F| I let the |G| mu-|G4| sic |C| speak

RON SEXSMITH: "GET IN LINE"

Original en Eb, tocar con capo en 3. Igual a como lo hace, sin ir más lejos, el capo del autor. 

G9- es un firuletín disonante que hace ahí agregando sol sostenido al acorde de G.




Intro: |C - F - G - C - Am - Dm - G - C|

|C| Heavy clouds all |F| hanging around
|G| And the sun re-|C| fuses to shine
|Am| If you're bent on |Dm| bringing me back down
|G| Better get in |C| line

|C| Something I said has |F| got you so mad
|G| You wanna give me a |C| piece of your mind
|Am| If you intend on |Dm| making me feel bad
|G| You best get in |C| line

......|F| It's a long line, it's a |Em| long |Am| line |Dm|
......It's going |G| out the |C| door
......You'll be |F| waiting in line a |Em| very long |Am| time
......|Dm| 'Til your feet are |G| sore

What-|C| ever I'm doing I'm |F| doing it wrong
|G| And if you feel the |C| need to remind
|Am| me of a |Dm| world that's long gone
|G| Take a number and |C| wait in line 


Instr: |C - F - G - C - Am - Dm - G - C|

......|F| It's a long line, it's a |Em| long |Am| line |Dm|
......It's going |G| 'round the |C| bend
......You'll be |F| wait a long time, it's a |Em| very long |Am| line
......|Dm| I can't see the |G| end |G9-|

|C| Never meant for your |F| flowers to wilt
|G| Or to sour |C| all your sweet wine
|Am| If you mean to |Dm| shower me with guilt
|G| Better get in |C| line
|Am| If you're crying over |Dm| milk that spilt
|G| Well take a number and |C| wait in line 

Instr: |C - F - G - C - Am - Dm|

|G| You better get in |C| line

DAVID BYRNE: "THE MAN WHO LOVED BEER"

De su último y ya lejano disco solista. Pedida por Silenciera.




Intro: |G - Bm - C - D7| - |G - Bm - C - Bm|
Intro: |G - Bm - C - B7| - |C - D7 - G| 

|G| To whom can I |Bm| speak today, |C| the brothers they are |D7| equal
|G| But the old friends |Bm| of today, |C| they have become un-|Bm| lovable
|G| To whom can I |Bm| speak today, |C| the gentleness has |B7| perished
And the |C| violent man has come |D7| down on every-|G| one |G|

|G| To whom can I |Bm| speak today, |C| the wrong which roams the |D7| earth
|G| There can be no |Bm| end to it, |C| it is just un-|Bm| stoppable
|G| Death is in my |Bm| sights today, |C| as when a man de-|B7| sires
To |C| see home after |D7| many years in |G| jail

......|Em| February through De-|Bm| cember
......|C| We have |D7| such a tragic |G| year
......|Em| As separate as the |Bm| fingers
......|C| Suddenly... as |D7| one... as the...

Instr: |G - Bm - C - D7| - |G - Bm - C - Bm|
      ...hand

And the |C| violent man has come |D7| down on every-|G| one |Bm|
And the |C| violent man has come |D7| down on...
every-|G| one |Bm - C - D7 - G|