Lucksmiths - Requiem For The Punters Club, аккорды песни для гитары
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Transcribed by Andy Willinger
Culver City, CA. USA [andy_willinger@(remove to reply)yahoo.com]
Requiem For The Punters Club
-The Lucksmiths
(Marty Donald)
C G
Have you been drinking?
F
'Cause it's not too late to start
Dm
There's still a week
C
Before they come and pull the place apart
C G
And I was thinking
F
I have sorrows to be drowned
Dm
Too complete to contemplate
C
Without a friend around
F G
On Brunswick Street, the bits of broken glass
Dm C
Sparkle- brighter than the six or seven stars
G F Dm C
And I'm reminded
Of a Sunday afternoon
How the sunlight caught the cigarette smoke
Curling through the room
And you behind it
Your hair in rubber bands
One more for the footpath
And we walked home holding hands
F G
Like the weekenders and window-shoppers do
Dm C
We were happier than either of us knew
G F Dm C (x2)
F
So act surprised
C
It's been a while since I came calling
F
I know it's late
C
But Old Times' Sake- and all that junk
F
I'll be alright
C
We'll make tonight tomorrow morning
F
Sometimes you want to go
C
Where everybody knows you're drunk
Lucksmiths - Requiem For The Punters Club, аккорды песни для гитары
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
Transcribed by Andy Willinger
Culver City, CA. USA [andy_willinger@(remove to reply)yahoo.com]
Requiem For The Punters Club
-The Lucksmiths
(Marty Donald)
C G
Have you been drinking?
F
'Cause it's not too late to start
Dm
There's still a week
C
Before they come and pull the place apart
C G
And I was thinking
F
I have sorrows to be drowned
Dm
Too complete to contemplate
C
Without a friend around
F G
On Brunswick Street, the bits of broken glass
Dm C
Sparkle- brighter than the six or seven stars
G F Dm C
And I'm reminded
Of a Sunday afternoon
How the sunlight caught the cigarette smoke
Curling through the room
And you behind it
Your hair in rubber bands
One more for the footpath
And we walked home holding hands
F G
Like the weekenders and window-shoppers do
Dm C
We were happier than either of us knew
G F Dm C (x2)
F
So act surprised
C
It's been a while since I came calling
F
I know it's late
C
But Old Times' Sake- and all that junk
F
I'll be alright
C
We'll make tonight tomorrow morning
F
Sometimes you want to go
C
Where everybody knows you're drunk