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a clever song this one. they don't often write them like this anymore.
i'll be honest i knocked these out in a rush (in frustration at the lack of
existing tablature 'oh man i have to do it myself i guess' situation) so a
lot of it is probably wrong and if you're playing a guitar it might sound
weird even if they are right because some of the progressions rely upon
notes other than the root which is fine if you're using a keyboard becuase
you have a left hand to do that stuff. so i'm sorry about that.
also most of it is buried under layers of strings and obscure basslines and
guitar solo stuff so it's hard to replicate anyway. like i said it's
clever. this album's a cracker start to finish.
Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn
It's time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern
We'll be gone before the dawn returns
Like voices on the wind
A... (repeat previous)
Go and tell Lord Grenville that our dreams have run aground
There's nothing here to keep us in this shanty town
None of us are caring where we're bound
Like voices on the wind
And come the day you'll hear them saying
They're throwing it all away
Nothing more to say just throwing it all away
(the riff between that break and the next verse goes something like this: )
(verse same as before)
Go and fetch the captain's log and tear the pages out
We're on our way to nowhere now can't bring the helm about
None of us are left in any doubt
We won't be back again
Send a message to the fleet they'll search for us in vain
We won't be there among the reaches of the Spanish Main
Tell the ones we left home not to wait
Won't be back again
And come the day you'll hear them saying
They're throwing it all away
Nothing more to say just throwing it all away
Our time is just a point along a line
That runs forever with no end
I never thought that we would come to find
Ourselves upon these rocks again oh no
Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn
...
(moins de barrés)