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Date: Mon, 12 May 1997 09:00:52 +0200
From: Wolf Krueger
Cover of the Rolling Stone
(Dr. Hook)
A
Well we are big rock singers
we've got golden fingers
E
and we're loved everywhere we go,
we sing about beauty and we sing about truth
E7 A
at ten thousand dollars a show;
we take all kind of pills
to give us all kind of thrills,
D
but the thrill we've never known,
E
is the thrill that'll get you
when you get your picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
CHORUS:
A E
Rolling Stone
wanna see my picture on the cover
A
wanna buy five copies for my mother
E
wanna see my smilin' face
D A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
A
I've got a freaky old lady
called my Cocain Katy
E
who embroiders on my jeans,
I've got my poor old gray-haired Daddy,
E7 A
drivin' my limousine
Now it's all designed
to blow our minds
D
but our minds won't really be blown,
E
like the blow that'll get you
when you get your picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
CHORUS
A
We got a lot of
little teenage, blue-eyed groupies
E
who do anything we say,
we got a genuine Indian guru,
E7 A
who's teachin' us a better way,
we got all the friends
that money can buy,
D
so we never have to be alone,
E
and we keep gettin' richer
but we can't get our picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
2 x CHORUS
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Date: Mon, 30 Mar 1998 15:54:11 -0500
From: John Manning
Subject: CRD: c/cassidy_eva/over_the_rainbow.crd
Over the Rainbow
Harold Arlen, E.Y.Harburg
performed by Eva Cassidy
transcribed by John Manning ([email protected])
(capo 1st fret)
G >> Em Bm G7(III) C Cm(III) G G7 >> C
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
C Cm(III) G >> Em Am7 D7sus D7 G C D7
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
G >> Em Bm G7(III) C Cm(III) G G7 >> C
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
C Cm(III) G >> Em Am7 D7sus D7 G C D7
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
G C
Someday I'll wish upon a star
D G >> Em C D7sus D7
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me
G F#7
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Bm D+ Am7 D7
away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me
[break, then repeat second section]
G >> Em Bm G7(III) C Cm(III) G G7 >> C
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
C Cm(III) G >> Em Am7 D7sus D7 G
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
C
If happy little bluebirds fly
D7 C5add9 Ab(IV) G(III)
above the rainbow, why oh why can't I?
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Notes:
This is from the CD "The Other Side" by Chuck Brown and
Eva Cassidy (Liaison Records cbd02263). It's the best cover of
"Over the Rainbow" I've ever heard. Her version has a lovely,
melancholy jazz/blues feel, played on a classical guitar with
a legato fingerpicking style.
Roman numerals in parentheses indicated the fret for a barred chord.
The ">>" notation means to "walk" from the first chord to the second:
G >> Em G7 >> C
E---3--------0--|---1--------0---
B---0--------0--|---0--1--3--1---
G---0--------0--|---0--------0---
D---0--------2--|---0--------2---
A---2--------2--|---2--0--2--3---
E---3---2----0--|---3------------
Unusual chords:
D7sus D+ C5add9
E---3------2------3---
B---1------3------3---
G---2------3------5---
D---0------X------5---
A---0------1------3---
E---X------X------3---
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Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 10:21:14 EDT
From: [email protected] (Michael J. Edelman)
Subject: /LeftBanke/WalkAwayRenee
(a slightly improved version)
{title:Walk Away Renee}
{st:The Left Banke}
Intro: Bass notes D C# B then A chord strum
{define: A 5 0 1 2 3 0 -1}
{define: E/G# 4 0 2 1 3 0 -1}
{define: G 3 0 1 2 3 0 -1}
{define: Bm/F# 2 0 2 1 3 0 -1}
[A]And when [E/G#]I see the sign that[G] points One [Bm/F#]Way
[Dm]The one we [A]used to pass by [D]every [B]day
[A]Just walk a[F#m]way Renee, you [D]won't see me follow [A]you back [E]home
[A]The empty [F#m]sidewalks on [D]my block are not the [C#m]same,
[D]you're not to [A]blame.
[A]From deep in[E/G#]side the fear that [G]I forced [Bm/F#]aside
[Dm]From deep in[A]side the pain that [D]I chose to [B]hide...
[A]Just walk a[F#m]way Renee, you [D]won't see me follow [A]you back [E]home
[A]Now as the [F#m]rain beats down [D]upon my weary [C#m]eyes,
[A]for me it [E]cries.
Instrumental break: (flute solo) Guitar: F#m Db(F) A G#m D F#m7 D B
[A]Just walk away [F#m]Renee, you [D]won't see me follow [A]you back [E]home
[A]Now as the [F#m]rain beats down u[D]pon my weary [C#m]eyes,
[D]for me it [A]cries.
[A]Your name and [E/G#]mine inside a [G]heart upon a [Bm/F#]wall
[Dm]Still find a [A]way to haunt me, [D]though they're so [B]small...
[A]Just walk a[F#m]way Renee, you [D]won't see me follow [A]you back [E]home
[A]The empty [F#m]sidewalks on my [D]block are not the [C#m]same,
[A]you're not to [E]blame.
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RISE GABRIELLE
CAPO 1st
Intro: G D Am7 Am7*
G D Am7 Am7*
Verse: I know, that it's over
G D Am7 Am7*
But I can't believe we're through
G D Am7 Am7*
They say that time's a healer
G D Am7 Am7*
And I'm better without you
Bridge: G D
It's gonna take time, I know
Am7
But I'll get over you
Chorus:
G D
Look at my life, look at my heart
Am7 Am7*
I have seen them fall apart
G D Am7 Am7*
Now I'm ready to rise again
G D
Look at my hopes, look at my dreams
Am7 Am7*
Building bridges from these scenes
G D Am7 Am7*
Now I'm ready to rise again
Caught up in my thinkin'
Like a prisoner in my mind
You pose so many questions
But the truth was hard to find
I better think twice, I know
That I'll get over you
Chorus
Much time has passed between us
do you still think of me at all
My world of broken promises
Now you won't catch me when I fall
It's gonna take time, I know
But I'll get over you
Chorus
Am7= 002010
AM7*= 002013
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From: "patrick jordan"
Subject: c/catatonia/roadrage.crd
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 21:07:47 -0500
Artist: Catatonia Song: Roadrage
Album: International Velvet
Warner Music UK
Tabbed by Lucy Jordan
(No guitar till C#)
A F#m
If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind
D B E
Come round you can take a piece of mine
A F#m
And if all you've got to do today is hesitate,
D B E
Come here, you can leave it late with me.
C# F#m
You could be taking it easy on yourself
C# F#m C#
You should be making it easy on yourself
Cause you and I know,
F# C# D#m
It's all over the front page, you give me road rage,
B
Racing through the best days,
F# C#
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy,
D#m G#m
Thinking you may be losing your mind.
B G#m
If all you've got to prove today is your innocence,
E C# F#
Calm down, you're as guilty as can be,
B G#m
If all you've got to lose alludes to yesterday,
E C# F#
Yesterday's through, now do anything you please.
D# G#m
You could be taking it easy on yourself
D# G#m
You should be making it easy on yourself
D#
Cause you and I know,
G# D# Fm
it's all over the front page you give me road rage
C#
Racing through the best days,
G# D#
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy,
Fm Bbm
Thinking you may be losing your mind.
D#
You're losing your mind.
G# Bbm D#
You, you've been racing through the best days
G# Bbm D#
You, you've been racing through the best days.
G#
Space age, road rage, fast lane,
C# Bbm
And if all you've got to do today is find peace of mind
F# D# G#
Come here, you can take a piece of mine.
F Bbm
You could be taking it easy on yourself
F Bbm
You should be making it easy on yourself
F
Cause you and I know,
Bb F Gm
It's all over the front page, you give me road rage,
Eb
Racing through the best days,
Bb F
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy,
Gm Cm
Thinking you may be losing your mind.
But you and I know,
Bb F Gm
We all live in the space age, coming down with road rage,
Eb
Racing through the best days
Bb F
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy,
Gm Cm
Thinking you may be losing your mind.
Bb F Gm Eb
It's not over, it's not over, it's not over,
Bb F Gm Eb
It's not over, it's not over, it's not over, you and I know
Bb F Gm
We all live in the space age, you give me road rage,
Eb
Racing to the best days
Bb F
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy,
Gm Eb
Thinking you may be losing your mind.
Losing your mind
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ROCKET MAN ELTON JOHN
Em C D Em C D
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight, Zero hour, nine a.m.
C G C D
And I'm gonna be hi-i-igh as a kite by then
Em C D Em C D
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife, it's lonely out in space
C G C D
On such a ti-i-imeless flight
G C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long climb
G
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
C
I'm not the man they think I am at home
G D
Oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man
C G
Rocket Man, burning out a fuse up here alone
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids, in fact its cold as hell
And there's no-one there to raise them, if you did
And all this science, I don't understand, its just my job 5 days a week
Rocket ma-a-a-an, Rocket man
Chorus
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Date: Mon, 03 Nov 1997 21:57:26 +0000 (GMT)
From: Malc Brookes
Subject: TAB: Beautiful South - Rotterdam
Rotterdam (Or Anywhere) by The Beautiful South
>From the album Blue Is The Colour
Tabbed by Malc Brookes ([email protected])
Tuning:
Standard, EADGBE.
Intro (play 4 times):
C6 Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
E|-----/5-0----------|--------0----------|
B|-----/5-1----------|----0---1----------|
G|-----/5-2---2---0--|----0---2---2---0--|
D|--------3-----3----|--------3-----3----|
A|--3----------------|--3----------------|
E|-------------------|-------------------|
1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 .
C6 Fmaj7
And the women tug their hair
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out
C6 Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
C6 Fmaj7
And all the men are gargoyles
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Dipped long in Irish stout
C6 Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
G
The whole place is pickled
G Am
The people are pickles for sure
G
And no-one knows if they've done more here
C E7
Than they ever would do in a jar
Am C Am C
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
Am C D7 G7
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
G7
Anywhere alone
Intro * 2
And everyone is blond
And everyone is beautiful
And when blond and beautiful are multiple
They become so dull and dutiful
And when faced with dull and dutiful
They fire red warning flares
Battle-khaki personality
With red underwear
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone
Intro * 4
The whole place is pickled
The people are pickles for sure
And no-one knows if they've done more here
Than they ever would do in a jar
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone
Repeat intro to fade.
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