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Mark Knopfler - Kill to Get Crimson Album Tab
by Foma'
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1 - True Love Will Never Fade
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No
/ / /
/ / /
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
I wonder if there's no forever
No walking hand in hand
Down a yellow brick road
To never never land
These days I get to where I'm going
Make it there eventually
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs
To where I'm meant to be
To where I'm meant to be
I don't know what brought you to me
That was up to you
There's so many come to see me
Who want their own tattoo
I fixed a needle in a holder
Laid my hand upon your spine
And there upon your shoulder
I drew the picture as your sign
When I think about us
I see the picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
/ / / / / / /
I worked the rowdies and daytrippers
Now and then I think of you
Any which way we're all shufflin'
Forward in the queue
They like to move my operation
They like to get me off the pier
And I dream I'm on a steamer
Pullin' out of here
When I think about us
I see a picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
/ / / / /
/ / /
/ / /
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2 - Scaffolder's Wife
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 3
C7add11 [x33310]
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/ /
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C7add11
The scaffolder’s wife
driving out of the yard
with a face that’s as hard
as a scaffolder’s bar -
when she goes into town
she might take the top down
on the car
C7add11
The quick little steps
in the stiletto boots
and the hair with the roots
She comes in as a rule
to get the nails done
and the tan for the sun
when the kids are in school
Don’t begrudge her the Merc
it’s been nothing but work
and a hard life
Losing her looks
over company books
- the scaffolder’s wife
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/ / /
/ / /
C7add11
In the wicked old days
when they went it alone
kept the company going
on a wing and a prayer
They don’t pay what they owe
when they have the cash flow
- they don’t care
Don’t begrudge her the Merc
it’s been nothing but work
and a hard life
Losing her looks
over company books
- the scaffolder’s wife
the scaffolder’s wife
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3 - The Fizzy and the Still
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 3
Esus4 [022200]
/ Esus4 / /
/ Esus4 / /
E Esus4 Em
Sunday morning here we are
The boy’s come home
not quite the movie star
E Esus4 Em
He’s been in Hollywood
The boy’s come home
The boy’s done good
He says she asked too high a price
neglecting to declare
what sits between them there on ice
chilled with the fizzy and the still:
he tried but didn’t make it there
It’s not for me
It’s not for me
/ Esus4 / / /
/ / / /
He says she asked too high a price
neglecting to declare
what sits between them there on ice
chilled with the fizzy and the still:
he tried but didn’t make it there
It’s not for me
It’s not for me
E Esus4 Em
Sunday papers here we are
The boy’s come home
The boy’s come home
/ Esus4 / / /
/ / / / /
/ / / / /
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4 - Heart Full of Holes
Tuning: Standart
Capo 4
Aaug [x4322x]
G/C [x30003]
/ / / /
/ / / /
You can tell me your troubles
I’ll listen for free
My regulars trust me it seems
You can come and see Uncle
to get through the week
leave your pledges with me to redeem
Some folk sell their bodies
for ten bob a go
Politicians go pawning their souls
Which doesn’t make me
look too bad don’t you know
me with my heart full of holes
Dm Aaug
All my yesterdays broken
a watch with no face
all battered and old
Dm Aaug
Bits of the movement
all over the place
and a heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
a heart full of holes
a heart full of holes
a heart full of holes
Brass knuckles and banjos
are out on the town
at the knees-up
in Teddy Boys’ Row
The gold block and tackle
tells the time upside down
Rock n’ roll - well I don’t know
Dm Aaug
Dead people’s wedding gifts
F/C Aaug
walk out the door
A clarinet squeals to be free
Dm Aaug
Accordions hop
from the shelves to the floor -
start playing their polkas to me
/ / / / / /
/ / / / / /
There’s a ringing of bells
a dunderhead’s curse
Fingers are pointing at you
And you take work in hell
and be glad it’s not worse
and you get to the back of the queue
Dm Aaug
Handcuffs and hunting knives
F/C Aaug
clang on the bars
Air pistols shoot out the lights
Dm Aaug
I’ve a whole Wailing Wall
of electric guitars
could shatter the windows
down Brick Lane tonight
If one of us dies love
I think I’ll retire
see my boys and my beautiful girls
A Garden of Eden
no gates or barbed wire
who knows maybe gates made of pearls
Well if we go to heaven
and some say we don’t
but if there’s a reckoning day
please God I’ll see you
and maybe I won’t
I’ve a bag packed to go either way
/ / / /
/ / / /
Redeeming your pledge dear
I’ll keep it for you
It’s not going to go anywhere
But your soul your soul
that is not what I do
There’s not a lot I can do there
I remember the officer’s watch
Aaug
in my hand:
'Repair it or die' I was told
Dm Aaug
It’s a wonder to me -
I still don’t understand
why I ever survived to be old
with a heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
/ / / / / /
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5 - We Can Get Wild
Tuning: Standart
Capo 2
We're old enough for leaving home
The old joanna and the old trombone
It's all going on
I'm growing my sideboards long
Hey you and me can
be who we want to be.
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year.
Calling it a teenage scene
And I have a dream
Don't know if I'll be a star
I'm going to play guitar
I've seen this rocking cat
I want to be just like that.
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Look at you baby
We can get wild.
Oh yeah
We'll be on our own
Billy Fury on the gramophone
Take you to the pictures and a dance
In my drainpipe pants
Check the mirror and the old DA
And "You can play in a day"
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
We can get wild
Get wild
Get wild
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6 - Secondary Waltz
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 3
/ / /
/ /
The school Christmas party is coming
Ain't doing rugby no more
McIntyre's teaching us waltzing
Out on the gymnasium floor
Out on the gymnasium floor
McIntyre's out of the army
You'll be slippered if you get it wrong
McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym
But we've only got our little shorts on
But we've only got our little shorts on.
And it's one two three two twowe're all a disgrace
McIntyre's tore us apart
And we danced with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
/ / /
/ /
Comes the day of the final manoeuvres
all of our heads are a whirl
It's getting much closer to D day
This time we're goina do it with girls
This time we're goina do it with girls.
In the arena the ladies are waiting
A twelve year old partner to guide
Some matches were fixed the rest of us we mixed
And a fat girl got left on the side
A fat girl got left on the side.
And it's one two three two twowe're all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we danced with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
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/ /
When you come to my fights and I am under the lights
And you see that my footwork is false
Don't count me out the start of the bout
I'm just doing the secondary waltz
Doing the secondary waltz.
/ / /
/ /
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7 - Punish The Monkey
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No
They’re driving long nails into coffins
You’ve been having sleepless nights
You’ve gone as quiet as a church mouse
and checking on your rights
The boss has hung you out to dry
And it looks as though
they’ll punish the monkey
and let the organ grinder go
You’ve been talking to a lawyer
Are you going to to pretend
that you and your employer
are still the best of friends?
Somebody’s going to take the fall
There’s your quid pro quo
They’ll punish the monkey
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
and let the organ grinder go
Here comes a policeman
He won’t be sidetracked
He’s asking about a smoking gun
He’s after the facts
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It’s a quiet life from here on in
You’ve dropped your poison cup
The telephone is ringing
But you’re not picking up
Time’s up Sir Lord Flunkey
And everybody knows
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
and let the organ grinder go
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
and let the organ grinder go
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
punish the monkey
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8 - Let It All Go
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No
/ / /
/ / /
When it’s pop goes the weasel
let go of the easel
You don’t want
this rickety rackety life
It’s seat of the trousers
It’s all sink or swim son
I’d kill to get crimson
on this palette knife
And I’d steal in a minute
I’m up to here in it
You here behaving
as though I’m a saint
Get a job with a pension
Don’t ever mention
you once had a craving
for the brushes and paint
So go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Let it all go
/ / /
/ / /
A hack writer judges
my swipes and my smudges
he doesn’t like pictures
with blotches and blots
The drawing room tea set
wants horses sunsets
sweet nothings -
the seaside with yachts
Here’s the end of the thirties
no time for arties
over in Poland
a right old to-do
So go join the navy
the air force or the army
They’ll all be enrolling
young fellows like you
So go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Let it all go
/ / /
/ / /
These are not my decisions
flaming visions
ringing expressions
the clamouring voice
It’s volcanic desire
the unquenchable fire
It isn’t a question
of having the choice
Anyway now I’m old
but if you won’t be told
if you’ve been created
to answer the call
all passion and lust
is going to end in the dust
but you’ll hang on some
government gallery wall
You must go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
let it all go
Go forget it let it all go
Let it all go
/ / /
/ / /
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9 - Behind With The Rent
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No
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/ /
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This didn’t used to be me old boy
This isn’t what I’d want
pulling old night fighters
in a restaurant
There’s smoke and flames behind me
where the self-respect all went
and I’m behind behind
with the rent
I’ve been stitched up like a kipper old son
but I won’t be again
Hell hath no fury
Oh I’m like a lot of men
Now I’m stalking this old Doris
with lascivious intent
and I’m behind behind
with the rent
Just a little duck and dive
and a bit of wheel and deal
She’ll remind me I’m alive
She’ll remind me I still feel
Just a little shelling out
for a bit of you-know-what
I know this is all about
something that I never got
/ / /
Well this crumpet’s past it’s sell-by-date
but they all would qualify
They’re going to be lonely
and be happy to comply
She knows that I’m a chancer
coming on like a gent
but I’m behind behind
with the rent
Yes I’m behind behind
with the rent
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/ / /
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10 - The Fish and the Bird
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 3
/ / / /
/ /
When I gave my heart
to a tinker boy
he said a fish could love a swallow
And I will go with my travelling man
Wherever he goes I will follow
He will mend
your pots and pans
Your kitchen knives he’ll take and sharpen
Then I’ll be gone with my travelling man
and never more your doorway darken
/ / /
/ / /
The fish and the bird
who fall in love
will find no place to build a home in
The fish and the bird who fall in love
are bound forever to go roaming
bound forever to go roaming
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/ / /
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11 - Madame's Geneva
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 2
/ / /
/ / /
/ / /
/ / /
I’m a maker of ballads right pretty
I write them right here in the street
You can buy them all over the city
yours for a penny a sheet
I’m a word pecker out of the printers
Out of the Damsel Gin lane
I’ll write up a scene on a counter
- confessions and sins in the main boys
confessions and sins in the main
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s
keeping the demons at bay
There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in
but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
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/ / /
/ / /
/ / /
They come rattling over the cobbles
they sit on their coffins of black
Some are struck dumb some gabble
top-heavy on brandy or sec
The pews are all full of fine fellows
and the hawker has set up her shop
As they’re turning them off at the gallows
she’ll be selling right under the drop boys
selling right under the drop
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s
keeping the demons at bay
There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in
but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
/ / /
/ / /
/ / /
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12 - In The Sky
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 3
Dsus2 [x00230]
G7M [3x0002]
/ / / /
/ / / /
Are you home from the sea my soul balladeer
You’ve been away roaming far away from here
weathered a storm your heart unafraid
crossed every ocean in the boat that you made
Been blowing your horn scaring the spooks
No crotchets or quavers in your books
Gone sailing all night straight in the vein
like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky
in the sky
/ / / / /
Running in on the tide with the first of the stars
the moon on the water and the sound of guitars
Glide into the homing as the night falls
to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall
And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post
who stands at the fire where a poet’s dreams roast
He can’t know the story he can’t feel the pain
and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky
in the sky
/ / / / /
/ / / /
/ / / / /
You’re a light in the dark a beacon of hope
and strong as a sea boat strong as a rope
And the vagabond wind whispers over the bay
and the songs and the laughter are carried away in the sky
in the sky
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(moins de barrés)