[ Предположительная тональность: Ab ] Intro Ab F# F - repeat Bb C# C C7/Bb C (x12010) Fm Eb D Jackson made twenty tapes in a day Eb Db C Eb Db C Eb Db C To give away, a-give away Ab And he'd play Cm Db The tunes they'd call creative when they're running out of names E Ab Heaven knows he's really torn it now Cm Db But the names, it hurt poor Jackson, stopped the haters in his way E Heaven knows he's for it Ab Cm Db Sha-ame, hey, hey E F# F He was never quite unsure, but really sane F# F Wants to play Ab F# F Bb C# C C7/Bb C Fm Eb D Jackson stole twenty souls in a day Eb Db C Eb Db C To take away, a-take away Eb Db C He takes away Ab F# F And no complaints Bb C# C C7/Bb Heart's upon his sleeve and his blade C Fm Eb D Wood Jackson took the beating everyday, given out, passed away Eb Db C Eb Db C Another way, hey, hey Eb Db C Just wants to play Ab And how he'd play Cm Db The mob, they bleed and tremble when they're running after life E Ab Heaven knows he's really torn it now Cm Db The words that killed Wood Jackson's friends were written on the wall E Heaven knows he's for it F# F Shame F# F Just wants to play F# F It's a shame F# F Shame F# F It's a shame F# F Wants to play F# F It's a shame F# F It's a shame F# F Just wants to play