[ Предположительная тональность: F#m ] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The French Inhaler-Warren Zevon ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Nick V. E-mail:Blindterry333@gmail.com From WZ's self titled masterpiece. Tuning:EADGBE Capo V (to sound closer to the piano/everything relative to the capo) A D Bm Bm7 E E7 F#m F#m7 C#m C#m7 B e|-0---2---2---2---0---0---2---2---4---4-----x--------------------------------| B|-2---3---3---3---0---0---2---2---5---5-----4--------------------------------| G|-2---2---4---2---1---1---2---2---6---4-----4--------------------------------| D|-2---0---4---4---2---0---4---2---6---6-----4--------------------------------| A|-0---0---2---2---2---2---4---4---4---4-----x--------------------------------| E|-x---x---x---x---0---0---2---2---x---x-----x--------------------------------| A How're you going to make your way in the world, woman D E A When you weren't cut out for working? D A E When your fingers are slender and frail? D A How're you going to get around D A E A In this sleazy bedroom town D A E7 E If you don't put yourself up for sale? D C#m7 A Where will you go with your scarves and your miracles? D A E7 E Who's gonna know who you are? D A Drugs and wine and flattering light D A You must try it again till you get it right D A Bm F#m7 C#m C#m7 Maybe you'll end up with someone different every night E A D A D A E All these people with no home to go home to D A E A Bm They'd all like to spend the night with you D D B E Maybe I would, too N.C. But tell me A How're you going to make your way in the world, woman D E7 A When you weren't cut out for working D A Bm A E And you just can't concentrate D A E A D And you always show up late A You said you were an actress D A Yes, I believe you are D A I thought you'd be a star F#m D So I drank up all the money A F#m Yes, I drank up all the money D A E A D With these phonies in this Hollywood bar, D A E A D These friends of mine in this Hollywood bar Bm F#m Loneliness and frustration E D We both came down with an acute case A And when the lights came up at two E I caught a glimpse of you F#m E And your face looked like something D A D Death brought with him in his suitcase A Your pretty face D It looked so wasted A Another pretty face D Devastated E F#m7 A The French Inhaler D A He stamped and mailed her D A E A "So long, Norman" D A E A A Bm7 Esus E Esus E A She said, "So long, Norman" Questions, comments, insults...BlindTerry333