[ Предположительная тональность: C ] Mark Knopfler - Kill to Get Crimson Album Tab by Foma' fffoma@gmail.com ___________________________________________________________________________ 1 - True Love Will Never Fade Tuning: Standart Capo: No C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C True love will never fade F I wonder if there's no forever C No walking hand in hand Dm G Down a yellow brick road C To never never land F These days I get to where I'm going C Make it there eventually Dm G Follow the trail of breadcrumbs F G To where I'm meant to be C To where I'm meant to be F I don't know what brought you to me C That was up to you Dm G There's so many come to see me C Who want their own tattoo F I fixed a needle in a holder C Laid my hand upon your spine Dm G And there upon your shoulder C I drew the picture as your sign Dm G When I think about us C Am I see the picture that we made F G The picture to remind us F G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C True love will never fade C / F / F / C / C / Dm / G / C F I worked the rowdies and daytrippers C Now and then I think of you Dm G Any which way we're all shufflin' C Forward in the queue F They like to move my operation C They like to get me off the pier Dm G And I dream I'm on a steamer C Pullin' out of here Dm G When I think about us C Am I see a picture that we made F G The picture to remind us F G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm / G / C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G ___________________________________________________________________________ 2 - Scaffolder's Wife Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 C7add11 [x33310] Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / D / Am C7add11 The scaffolder's wife C driving out of the yard F with a face that's as hard C as a scaffolder's bar - G when she goes into town E she might take the top down Am D Am on the car C7add11 The quick little steps C in the stiletto boots F and the hair with the roots C She comes in as a rule G to get the nails done E and the tan for the sun Am D Am when the kids are in school F Don't begrudge her the Merc G it's been nothing but work C C/B Am and a hard life Am/G F Losing her looks G over company books F - the scaffolder's wife C / Dm / C / Gm C / F / C / G E / Am / D / Am C7add11 In the wicked old days C when they went it alone F kept the company going C on a wing and a prayer G They don't pay what they owe E when they have the cash flow Am D Am - they don't care F Don't begrudge her the Merc G it's been nothing but work C C/B Am and a hard life Am/G F Losing her looks G over company books F C Dm C - the scaffolder's wife F C Dm C the scaffolder's wife F / C / Dm / C F / C / Dm / C Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 3 - The Fizzy and the Still Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Esus4 [022200] E / Esus4 / Em / A E / Esus4 / Em / A E Esus4 Em Sunday morning, here we are A The boy's come home E not quite the movie star E Esus4 Em He's been in Hollywood A The boy's come home E The boy's done good B D A He says she asked too high a price E neglecting to declare B D A Am what sits between them there on ice, Am Am/F# chilled, with the fizzy and the still: E he tried but didn't make it there A A E It's not for me A It's not for me E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / E B D A He says she asked too high a price E neglecting to declare B D A Am what sits between them there on ice, Am Am/F# chilled, with the fizzy and the still: E he tried but didn't make it there A A E It's not for me A It's not for me E Esus4 Em Sunday papers, here we are A A E Esus4 Em The boy's come home A The boy's come home E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / A / E E / F#m / G / A / A / E ___________________________________________________________________________ 4 - Heart Full of Holes Tuning: Standart Capo 4 Aaug [x4322x] G/C [x30003] C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G C F You can tell me your troubles G C I'll listen for free C F F G My regulars trust me, it seems C F You can come and see Uncle G C to get through the week F G leave your pledges with me to redeem C F Some folk sell their bodies G C for ten bob a go C F F G Politicians go pawning their souls C F Which doesn't make me G C look too bad, don't you know F G me, with my heart full of holes Dm Aaug All my yesterdays broken F Aaug Dm a watch with no face F Dm/B all battered and old Dm Aaug Bits of the movement F Dm/B Bb all over the place G and a heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G a heart full of holes C G/C a heart full of holes F G a heart full of holes C F Brass knuckles and banjos G C are out on the town C at the knees-up F F G in Teddy Boys' Row C F The gold block and tackle G C tells the time upside down F G Rock n' roll - well, I don't know Dm Aaug Dead people's wedding gifts F Aaug walk out the door Dm F Dm/B A clarinet squeals to be free Dm Aaug Accordions hop F Dm/B from the shelves to the floor - Bb G start playing their polkas to me Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G C F There's a ringing of bells G C a dunderhead's curse C F F G Fingers are pointing at you C F And you take work in hell G C and be glad it's not worse F G and you get to the back of the queue Dm Aaug Handcuffs and hunting knives F Aaug clang on the bars Dm F Dm/B Air pistols shoot out the lights Dm Aaug I've a whole Wailing Wall F Dm/B of electric guitars Bb G could shatter the windows down Brick Lane tonight C F If one of us dies, love G C I think I'll retire C F F G see my boys and my beautiful girls C F A Garden of Eden G C no gates or barbed wire F G who knows, maybe gates made of pearls C F Well, if we go to heaven G C and some say we don't C F F G but if there's a reckoning day C F please God, I'll see you G C and maybe I won't F G I've a bag packed to go either way C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G C F Redeeming your pledge, dear G C I'll keep it for you C F F G It's not going to go anywhere C F But your soul, your soul G C that is not what I do F G There's not a lot I can do there Dm Aaug F I remember the officer's watch Aaug in my hand: Dm F Dm/B 'Repair it or die' I was told Dm Aaug It's a wonder to me - F Dm/B I still don't understand Bb G why I ever survived to be old C G/C with a heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G ___________________________________________________________________________ 5 - We Can Get Wild Tuning: Standart Capo 2 Am Am C F We're old enough for leaving home, Am The old joanna and the old trombone, C F It's all going on, C I'm growing my sideboards long, Am F Hey you and me can C be who we want to be. Am F Listen now right here, C It's going to be a beautiful year. Am C F Calling it a teenage scene Am And I have a dream, C F Don't know if I'll be a star C I'm going to play guitar Am F I've seen this rocking cat C I want to be just like that. Am F Listen now right here C It's going to be a beautiful year Am F F C F Hey look at you baby, C F Tell your daddy you're no child C Bb Look at you baby Am We can get wild. Am Oh yeah Am C F We'll be on our own Billy Fury on the gramophone Am C F Take you to the pictures and a dance C In my drainpipe pants Am F Check the mirror and the old DA C And "You can play in a day" Am F Listen now right here C It's going to be a beautiful year Am F F C F Hey look at you baby C F Tell your daddy you're no child C Bb Hey look at you baby Am We can get wild Am F F C F Hey look at you baby C F Tell your daddy you're no child C Bb Hey look at you baby Am We can get wild Am We can get wild Am Get wild Am Get wild Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 6 - Secondary Waltz Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 A / A / D / A A / E / A A D A The school Christmas party is coming D Ain't doing rugby no more E A F#m McIntyre's teaching us waltzing A D A D Out on the gymnasium floor A D A Out on the gymnasium floor D A McIntyre's out of the army D You'll be slippered if you get it wrong E A F#m McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym A D A D But we've only got our little shorts on A D A But we've only got our little shorts on. D A And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace D McIntyre's tore us apart A D And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space A D A D Waltzing with fear in our hearts A D A Waltzing with fear in our hearts. A / A / D / A A / E / A A D A Comes the day of the final manoeuvres, D all of our heads are a whirl E A F#m It's getting much closer to D day A D A D This time we're goina do it with girls A D A This time we're goina do it with girls. A D A In the arena the ladies are waiting D A twelve year old partner to guide E A F#m Some matches were fixed, the rest of us we mixed A D A D And a fat girl got left on the side A D A A fat girl got left on the side. D A And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace D McIntyre tore us apart A D And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space A D A D Waltzing with fear in our hearts A D A Waltzing with fear in our hearts. A / A / D / A A / E / A D A When you come to my fights, and I am under the lights D And you see that my footwork is false A D Don't count me out, the start of the bout A D A D I'm just doing the secondary waltz A D A Doing the secondary waltz. A / A / D / A A / E / A ___________________________________________________________________________ 7 - Punish The Monkey Tuning: Standart Capo: No Dm Dm 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 Bb The boss has hung you out to dry A And it looks as though Dm Bb Am Bm they'll punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm Bb A Dm Bb You've been talking to a lawyer Dm Bb Are you going to to pretend A Dm Bb that you and your employer A Bb are still the best of friends? A Dm Bb Somebody's going to take the fall A There's your quid pro quo Dm Bb Gm C They'll punish the monkey Dm Bb Gm C punish the monkey Dm Bb Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go F Bb F Here comes a policeman Bb F He won't be sidetracked Bb C He's asking about a smoking gun Dm Bb A A He's after the facts Bb / A / Dm / Bb / Dm / Bb A / Dm / Bb / A / Bb / A Dm / Bb / A / Dm / Bb / Am / Gm Dm Bb A Dm Bb It's a quiet life from here on in Dm Bb You've dropped your poison cup A Dm Bb The telephone is ringing A Bb But you're not picking up A Dm Bb Time's up, Sir Lord Flunkey A And everybody knows Dm Bb Gm C punish the monkey Dm Bb Gm C punish the monkey Dm Bb Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm Bb Gm C punish the monkey Dm Bb Gm C punish the monkey Dm Bb Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm ___________________________________________________________________________ 8 - Let It All Go Tuning: Standart Capo: No D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C When it's pop goes the weasel G D let go of the easel D You don't want C G D this rickety rackety life D C It's seat of the trousers G D It's all sink or swim, son C I'd kill to get crimson G D on this palette knife Em And I'd steal in a minute C I'm up to here in it Em You here behaving Bm C Bm as though I'm a saint D C Get a job with a pension G D Don't ever mention C you once had a craving G D for the brushes and paint D C Em So go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C A hack writer judges G D my swipes and my smudges D C he doesn't like pictures G D with blotches and blots D C The drawing room tea set G D wants horses, sunsets C sweet nothings - G D the seaside with yachts Em Here's the end of the thirties C no time for arties Em over in Poland Bm C Bm a right old to-do D C So go join the navy G D the air force or the army C They'll all be enrolling G D young fellows like you D C Em So go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C G These are not my decisions D flaming visions C ringing expressions G D the clamouring voice D C It's volcanic desire G D the unquenchable fire C It isn't a question G D of having the choice Em Anyway, now I'm old C but if you won't be told Em if you've been created Bm C Bm to answer the call D C all passion and lust G D is going to end in the dust D but you'll hang on some C G D government gallery wall D C Em You must go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D ___________________________________________________________________________ 9 - Behind With The Rent Tuning: Standart Capo: No Am / G F / C / G F / F G C F / Dm Am F G / Am Am This didn't used to be me, old boy This isn't what I'd want pulling old night fighters in a restaurant Am There's smoke and flames behind me where the self-respect all went C Am F and I'm behind, behind Am with the rent Am 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 Am Now I'm stalking this old Doris with lascivious intent C Am F and I'm behind, behind Am with the rent Am G F C Just a little duck and dive G F and a bit of wheel and deal F G C F She'll remind me I'm alive Dm Am F G She'll remind me I still feel Am G F C Just a little shelling out G F for a bit of you-know-what F G C F I know this is all about Dm Am F G something that I never got Am C / Am / F / Am Am 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 C Am F but I'm behind, behind Am with the rent C Am F Yes, I'm behind, behind Am with the rent Am C / Am / F / Am C / Am / F / Am Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 10 - The Fish and the Bird Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Em / A / G D / A / A Em / G D / A A Em When I gave my heart A to a tinker boy G D A he said a fish could love a swallow A Em And I will go with my travelling man G D A Wherever he goes I will follow Em He will mend A your pots and pans G D A Your kitchen knives he'll take and sharpen A Em Then I'll be gone with my travelling man G D A and never more your doorway darken G D / Dm C / Cm G / A G D / Dm C / Cm G / Bm A Em The fish and the bird A who fall in love G D A will find no place to build a home in A Em The fish and the bird who fall in love G D A are bound forever to go roaming G D A bound forever to go roaming G D / Dm C / Cm G / A G D / Dm C / Cm G / Bm A ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 - Madame's Geneva Tuning: Standart Capo: 2 Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am Am G Am I'm a maker of ballads right pretty Am G Am I write them right here in the street C G F You can buy them all over the city F E Am yours for a penny a sheet Am G Am I'm a word pecker out of the printers Am G Am Out of the Damsel Gin lane C G F I'll write up a scene on a counter F E Am G - confessions and sins in the main, boys F G Am confessions and sins in the main C F G C Then you'll find me in Madame Geneva's F C G keeping the demons at bay G7 C Am Dm There's nothing like gin for drowning them in G E Am but they'll always be back on a hanging day Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am Am G Am They come rattling over the cobbles Am G Am they sit on their coffins of black C G F Some are struck dumb, some gabble F E Am top-heavy on brandy or sec Am G Am The pews are all full of fine fellows Am G Am and the hawker has set up her shop C G F As they're turning them off at the gallows F E Am G she'll be selling right under the drop, boys F G Am selling right under the drop C F G C Then you'll find me in Madame Geneva's F C G keeping the demons at bay G7 C Am Dm There's nothing like gin for drowning them in G E Am but they'll always be back on a hanging day Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am E ___________________________________________________________________________ 12 - In The Sky Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Dsus2 [x00230] Gm7 [3x0002] D / G / D / G / A D / G / D / G / A D G D G A D Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer D G D G D Dsus2 D You've been away roaming far away from here D G D G A D weathered a storm, your heart unafraid D G D G A D crossed every ocean in the boat that you made D G D G A D Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks D G D G D A D No crotchets or quavers in your books D G D G A D Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein D G D G A D Gm7 like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky D Gm7 in the sky D / A / G / A / A / D D G D G A D Running in on the tide with the first of the stars D G D G D Dsus2 D the moon on the water and the sound of guitars D G D G A D Glide into the homing as the night falls D G D G A D to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall D G D G A D And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post D G D G D Dsus2 D who stands at the fire where a poet's dreams roast D G D G A D He can't know the story, he can't feel the pain D G D G A D Gm7 and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky D Gm7 in the sky D / A / G / A / A / D G / D / G / A / D G / D / G / A / A / D D G D G A D You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hope D G D G D Dsus4 D and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope D G D G A D And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay D G D G A D Gm7 and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky D Gm7 in the sky D / A / G / A / A D / G / D / G / A A
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