JohnyJohnJohnfromJohnStreet
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Post by JohnyJohnJohnfromJohnStreet on Nov 8, 2005 12:26:13 GMT -5
Anyone know the tab for this...or if some one could figure it out for me it would be really appreciated cheers
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Post by Commando on Nov 8, 2005 19:37:36 GMT -5
Ebm / G#m
Ebm / Bb7
C# / F# / B / F / Bb
Quick jazzy change before heading back into verse: B7 / Bb7
The chords are right, but you'll have to line 'em up with the song because I'm too lazy to do it now. This is for the Freewheelin' version....
When playing that Ebm, Pete makes it'll a little more jazzy between changes by just barring straight across the 6th fret for a quick strum or two: x66666
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Post by nmnm on Nov 10, 2005 11:52:15 GMT -5
nice one cheers com
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Post by Mike Fiasco on Dec 15, 2005 21:54:50 GMT -5
I've got all the chords but have trouble with some words. Could someone check this out? I, I was surprised I was surprised Surprised you stayed Only to be betrayed By the one your gave All your love and trust to Oh, but how could I let go Since I caught a glimpse of your Inner soul You were dancing to Northern soul Just a glance – everybody knows There she goes a little heartache There she goes a little pain Make no mistake, she sheds here skin like a snake On the dirty road to fame. Oh, I was to implore That you forget all that you saw ?? Oh, so how could I let go Since I caught a glimpse of Your white plimsoul Twisting and turning to Northern soul There’s just one glance Oh, you know… There she goes a little heartache There she goes a little pain Make no mistake, she sheds her skin like a snake On the dirty road to fame. Thanks.
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Post by mikefiasco on Dec 16, 2005 14:22:42 GMT -5
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Post by JohnyJohnJohnfromJohnStreet on Jan 25, 2006 16:28:40 GMT -5
i can feel my ballls hiding from my back ......
thats what i hear for the first bit of the ?....although i somehow dont think thats goin to be right
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Post by dose on Mar 16, 2006 15:31:47 GMT -5
always thought it's..
Oh, I was to implore Let you forget all that you soul and you can fill my bowl from the bag you've got more skag than i've ever seen
you've got something but nobody's impressed.
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