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*******************by*foma********************** ********Mark*Knopfler*** Shangr*la*************** *************Album*tab** 5.15 a.m. Capo: 1 Chords: G7M [3x0002] Intro: D 5.15 a.m.
snow laying all around G a collier cycles home from his night shift undergrDound A
past the silent pub
primary school, workingmens club Em on the road from the pithead the churchyard pGacked with mining dDead
then beneath the bridge he comes to a giant car
a shrGoud of snow upon the roof a mark ten jaguDar A
he thought the man was fast asleep
silent, still and deep Em both dead and cold shot thrGough with bullet hDoles G7M
the one armed bandit man
came north to fill his boots D came up from cockneyland e-type jags and flashy suits G7M
put your money in pull the levers
watch them spin D cash cows in all the pubs but he preferred the new nighAtclubs
nineteen sixty-seven
bandit men in birdcage heaven Bm la dolce vita, sixty-nine all nGew to people of the tyne D A
Dwho knows who did what somebody made a call they sGaid his hands
were in the pot
that he’d been skimmingD haulsA he picks up the swag they gaily gave away Em
drives his giant jag
off tGo his big pay dDay G7M
the bandit man
came north to fill his boots D came up from cockneyland e-type jags and flashy suits G7M
the bandit man
came up the great north road D up to geordieland
to mine
the mother lode A
A D seams blew up or cracked
black diamonds came hard won G generations toiled and hacked for a pittance and black lDung A
crushed by tub or stone together
and alone Em how the young and old paid the prGice of cDoal A
eighteen sixty-seven
my angel’s gone to heaveBmn he’ll be happy therGe sunlight and sweet clean air D A
D they gather round the glass
tough hewers and crutters Bm child trappers and putters the little foals Emand half-maArrows Em
who pushed
and pulled the bAarrows Em the hod boys and the rGolleywaymen D
5.15 a.m. boom, like that Capo:3 Chords: Asus2 [x02200] G6 [320000] Intro: Em | G6 | Asus2 | C | Em | G6 | C :|
i’m going toEm san bernardino rG6ing-а-Asus2ding-diCng mEmilkshake mixers thG6at’s my thing, nowC
thEmese guys bought a hG6eap of my stuff Asus2 C and i gEmotta see a good thing sG6ure enough, now C
or my nEmame’s not kroc that’s G6kroc with a ??Asus2?k’ C like ‘Emcrocodile’ but not spG6elled that way, yCeah it’sEm dog eat dog rG6at eat rat Asus2 C
Em kroc-style boom, like that the folks line up all down the street and i’m seeing this girl devour her meat, now and then i get it, wham as clear as day my pulse begins to hammer and i hear a voice say:
thEmese boys have got this down oCughtta be a one of these in Devery town Em these boys have got the touch it’s Cclean as a whistle and it dDon’t cost mucEmh wham, bam you don’t wait long shCake, fries pDatty, you’re gonEme and how about that friendly name? heck, Cevery little thing oughtta stDay the same
or myEm name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that
you gentlemen ought to expand you’re going to need a helping hand, now so, gentlemen well, what about me? we’ll make a little business history, now or my name’s not kroc call me ray like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that well we build it up and i buy ‘em out but, man they made me grind it out, now they open up a new place flipping meat so i do, too right across the street i got the name i need the town they sell up in the end and it all shuts down sometimes you gotta be an s.o.b. you wanna make a dream reality competition? send ‘em south if they’re gonna drown put a hose in their mouth do not pass ‘go’ go straight to hell i smell that meat hook smell or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that sucker row Capo: 5 Chords: A5 [x022xx] F5 [1x32xx] G5 [3x00xx] D5 [xx023x] Intro: A5 somebody’s gotta crack a whip around here A5/G A5/F# F5 who’s minding the store? shake it up sell some beer what’s your
money mG5aker for? pA5ay day
we’re packin’ ‘em in A5/G six-gun annie A5/F# and buffalo jill
but whD5o’s toA5 say G/G F5 C/G they’ll be back again for a rF5efill? hC/Goney, you know the drF5ill
C/G | F5 | C/G | F5 | A5 ain’t no left turn down sleepy time street you gotta be fast but you gotta stay loose thinking on your feet slick as grass through a goose we gotta rationalise the payroll is giving me chills you and me’s getting organised it’s kill or be killed honey, you know the drill
well they cG5an all look down on sC/Gucker row G5 but they all forgC/Get the tG5allest trees from C/Gacorns grow though thF5ey ain’tG5 yet
i never look down
on a sC/Gucker stake G5 they all pay the bC/Gills i nG5ever gave a sucker an C/Geven break F5 and i never wG5ill
a bA5eautiful vision keeps coming to me i see a miracle mile flying in for free service with a smile high rollers fancy hotels big time singers topping the bill you gotta have a feel for the stuff that sells call it a skill honey, you know the drill somebody’s gotta crack a whip around here who’s minding the store? shake it up sell some beer money walking through the door annie’s arriving at a dangerous age don’t you go getting ill get another woman up in the cage who ain’t over the hill honey, you know the drill
the trawlerman’s song Capo: 3 Chords: G7addF [323001] Intro: Am we’re taking on water
dDiesel and stores lGaying up awhile before i’mC back on board they’reAm patching her up to go fishing agDain G
thAmey’re welding her rudder scrDubbing her keel scGars on her belly need tCime to heal in the dAmock with the trawlermB7en
i know all the people there’s nobody new soon we’ll be leaving with the same old crew on the green water the tumbling sea they ain’t running like the good old days time’s just slipping down the old slipways in the dock so dear to me Am
dark is the nDight G i need a gEmuiding light to kGeep me from fEmoundering on the rDocks Am my only prDayer G is just to sEmee you there at the Gend of myD wandering G G7addF back in the dock
C | Am | D | Bm | F Em | B7 | F | Em i could use a layoff getting my strength back but there’s a loan to pay off and a few skipjack so it’s a turnaround back in the southerly wind pirates coming in to steal our gold you can count yourself lucky with a profit in the hold in the dock when we come in dark is the night i need a guiding light to keep me from foundering on the rocks my only prayer is just to see you there at the end of my wandering back in the dock back to tupelo Capo: 2 Chords: C7M [x32000] Am around the time of ‘clambake’ movie number twenty-five you and the lying dutchman are still in overdrive you’re as strong as when you started mississippi in your soul you can still be marlon brando
and the kGing of rock and rAmoll
it isn’t just the records no, you must have hollywood the songs alone are not enough that much is understood you’ll soon be back in memphis maybe then you’ll know what to do the storylines they’re giving you
are jGust not ringing trAmue Am/G F Dm/F G C oh, it’s a ways to go F Dm/F G C7 back to tupelo F Dm/F G C oh, it’s a ways to go F Dm/F G back to tupelo
Dm | G | C7M | F Dm | G | C7M | F Dm | G Am when you’re young and beautiful your dreams are all ideals later on it’s not the same lord, everything is real sixteen hundred miles of highway roll back to the truth and a song to give your mother in your first recording booth around the time of ‘clambake’ that old dream’s still rolling on sometimes there’ll be the feeling things are going wrong the morning star is fading lord, the mississippi’s cold you can still be marlon brando and the king of rock and roll but it’s a ways to go back to tupelo our shangri-la Capo: No Chords: Esus2 [022200] Intro: E | Esus2 | E | F#m | A | E it’s the end of a perfect day
for sF#murfer boys and girls the sAun’s dropping down in the bay and fEalling off the wBorld there’s aE diamond in the sky ourF#m evening star in Aour shangrEi-la B
get that fire burning strong right here and right now it’s here and then it’s gone there’s no secret, anyhow we may never love again to the music of guitars in our shangri-la
tAonight your beauty burns G#m into myF# memory F#m the wheel of heaven turns A
above us endlessly
this is Eall the heaven we’ve got rF#might here where we are in Aour shangriE-la B
E | F#m | A | E | B this is all the heaven we’ve got right here where we are in our shangri-la everybody pays Capo: No Chords: E7M [021100] Asus2 [x02200] Intro: E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A
i got shEot off my horse E7M so what? i’Am up againAsus2 and plAaying
in one of these
big saloons on mEain E7M you can come uAp here tBake a look around these sEinners’ denE7Ms you’rAe only ever going to find one or two rBeal games B
F#m F#m/E nobody’s driving
me unBderground F#m F#m/E B A B not yet anyway but Eeither on the strip E7M or onA the edge of town Asus2 Aeverybody pays Asus2 everybody pays to plEay
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | E
yeah, you ought to stay E7M right where you are inA sawdust land Asus2 it’s Aprobably the safest place to bEe E7M
with your
grAeasy little pBork pies and your shEoestring hands E7M A
it makes
no difference to mBe F#m F#m/E all those directions which we nBever took F#m F#m/E B A B to go our different ways who wEent and wrote the E7Moldest storyA in the book? Asus2 Aeverybody pays Asus2 everybody pays to plEay
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | Bm | C# | F#m | B Em | A | D | F# Bm | C# | F#m | B Em | D | C | B
cEurl up inside a bE7Moxcar dreamA and disappear Asus2 A
with a couple
low roller friEends E7M you were nAever one for trBouble so get Eout of here E7M i knAew the game was dangerous back thBen F#m F#m/E but nobody’s breezing through these swBinging doors F#m F#m/E B A B just ups and walks away Eeverybody has to lE7Meave some blAood here on the floor Asus2 Aeverybody pays Asus2 everybody pays to plEay E7M C#m C#m7
Aeverybody pays Asus2 everybody pays to plEay
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A song for sonny liston Capo: 4 Chords: A5 [x022xx] A7 [x05655] Am6 [x04555]
sA5o many mouths to feed on the farm sonny was the second to the last one born his mamma ran away and his daddy beat him bad and he grew up wild good love he never had
he had a left like henry’s hammer a right like betty bamalam rode with the muggers in the dark and dread and all them sluggers went down like lead well he hung with the hoods he wouldn’t stroke the fans but he had dynamite in both his hands boom bam like the slammer door the bell and the can and the bodies on the floor beware the bear’s in town somebody’s money says the bear’s going down yeah, the bear never smiles A5/G sonny’s going down A5/F# for miles and miles A5/F sonny’s going down
for miles and miles A5 the writers didn’t like him the fight game jocks with his lowlife backers and his hands like rocks they didn’t want to have a bogey man they didn’t like him and he didn’t like them
blD5ack cadillac alligator boots mA5oney in the pockets of his sharkskin suits sA7ome say the bear tAm6ook a flop they cA7ouldn’t believe it when they saw him drop he had a lA5eft like henry’s hammer a right like betty bamalam rode with the muggers in the dark and dread and all them sluggers went down like lead
joe louis was his hero he tried to be the same but a criminal child wears a ball and chain so the civil rights people didn’t want him on the throne and the hacks and the cops wouldn’t leave him alone beware the bear’s in town somebody’s money says the bear’s going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonny’s going down for miles and miles sonny’s going down for miles and miles at the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor there was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer there was no investigation as such he hated needles but he knew too much criss-crossed on his back scars from his daddy like slavery tracks the second-last child was the second-last king never again was it the same in the ring he had a left like henry’s hammer a right like betty bamalam rode with the muggers in the dark and dread and all them sluggers went down like lead they never could be sure about the day he was born a motherless child set to working on the farm and they never could be sure about the day he died the bear was the king they cast aside beware the bear’s in town somebody’s money says the bear’s going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonny’s going down for miles and miles sonny’s going down for miles and miles whoop de doo Capo: No Chords: D9 [x5455x] E9 [x7677x]
if i’m over theE mooG#7n it’s because i?C#m??m over you a day at a tD9ime G#7 and i’m ticketC#my-booE9 i don’t carrAy oG#7n the way iC#m used to A7 whoop de dE/Boo B whoop de dEoo
if i’m doing EgreaG#7t it’s because wheC#mn i get home i don’t go sD9traighG#7t to my aC#mnswerphone E9 and the tears don’tA coG#7me the way they C#mused to A7 whoop de dE/Boo B whoop de dEoo
D7 so many little things
are so much bEetter now C they were only the lAmittle things B
anyhow
if i’m over theE mooG#7n it’s because that’C#ms what i am funny that D9once G#7 i used to gC#mive a damn E9 and i’d do anyAthiG#7ng in the whole C#mwide world for you A7 whoop de dE/Boo B whoop de dC#moo F#7
Eanything G#7 anything yC#mou’d want me tD7/Co whoop de dE/Boo B whoop de dEoo
postcards from paraguay Capo: 6 Chords: Dsus2 [xx0230] Em6 [34200x] Intro: Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em G
one thing was lG/F#eading to the nEmext Em/D C i bit off mGore than i could chDew Dsus2 D G i had the pG/F#ower to sign the chEmeques Em/D Em6 it wasn’t difficult toD do Dsus2/C Bm Em C i couldn’t stay and face the music so mGany reasons whDy Dsus2/C B Em C i won’t be sending postcards from paraguGay D B7/F# from paraguay Em G B7/F# Em from paraguay
Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em i robbed a bank full of dinero a great big mountain of dough so it was goodbye companero and cheerio i couldn’t stay and face the music so many reasons why i won’t be sending postcards from paraguay Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em C | C G | G | G C | C | C G | B7 | B7 Em | B7 Em | i never meant to be a cheater but there was blood on the wall i had to steal from peter to pay what i owed to paul i couldn’t stay and face the music so many reasons why i won’t be sending postcards from paraguay all that matters Capo: 1 Intro: A | Em | A | A | A | Em | A | D
my darling gDirl my darling girl
you’re all that matters
in thD7is wicked wGorld all that mA7atters all that mGatters A7
my darling bDoy my darling boy all of my sD7unshine and all of my jGoy you’re all thatA7 matters all that mDatters
well, i can’t stop theD pain when it cGalls i’m aA7 man and i can’t stop theF# rain when it fBmalls, my dGarling who cA7an? Em A7
my darling girl my darling girl you’re all that matters in this wicked world all that matters all that matters my darling friend my darling friend all we’ve got going is love in the end it’s all that matters all that matters stand up guy Capo: 2 Intro: D/A A D/A | A E | A brew the coffee in a bucket
double straight man A/C#and banjDo if you don’t got the Asnake oil buster, yDou don’t got a Eshow who puts the dAoh-re-mEe in our pAockets keeps the party gA/C#oing Don?
it’s the man
who sells the pAotions i’m jusEt one who plays theA songs
now they gEenerally buys the bigger size they Ausually rub it in C#i drDank it once, it tAasted like grDease and paraffEin it’sA mostlEy alcAohol, okay you can’tA/C# deny it’sD strong we was going through the mAotions ‘til theE doctor camAe along
there stands the bC#mottle D ladies and gAentlemen D all these bAottles D don’t have toE tell you, friends thAese dEays mAiracles don’t come falliA/C#ng from the Dsky raise your glasses to the dAoctor D to a stAand Eup gAuy
D/A A D/A | A E | A when the monkeyshine is flying and he’s promising the cure he says the french for your lovesick blues la maladie d’amour he gets the chumps all laughing but he gets a few to buy here’s to beefsteak when you’re hungry and whiskey when you’re dry now the band’ll blow their moolah like sailors gone ashore now we’re going to west helena to gamble, drink and whore let’s you and me all make whoopee here’s mud in your eye here’s to all the gals you ever want and heaven when you die there stands the bottle ladies and gentlemen all these bottles don’t have to tell you, friends these days miracles don’t come falling from the sky raise your glasses to the doctor to a stand up guy there’s a big cheese with a cigar been sizing up the show he wants to get the doctor pitching on the radio i will make a switch to guitar but the rules all still apply they want to trust somebody yeah, they want a stand up guy there stands the bottle here’s to absent friends all these bottles dead soldiers in the end these days miracles don’t come falling from the sky raise your glasses to the doctor to a stand up guy to the doctor a stand up guy donegan’s gone Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D tuning) Licks: Main Lick: D e|0------------/4--------|0------------/4--------| B|-----0--------------0--|-----0--------------0--| G|-----0-----------------|-----0-----------------| D|-----0-----------0-----|-----0-----------0-----| A|-----------------------|-----------------------| E|0---------0------------|0---------0------------| Chord Bm: Chord Dsus4: e|---------0--------|-----------------0----------| B|---------2--------|-----------------0----------| G|---------0--------|-----------------1----------| D|---------0--------|-----------------2----------| A|---------2--------|-----------------0----------| E|------------------|----------------------------| Chord D/A: Chord D/F#: Chord D/G: e|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| B|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| G|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| D|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| A|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| E|------------------|------4--|-----------5------|
Donegan's gDone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan D Main Lick Donegan's gone GDone, Lonnie Donegan Main Lick Donegan's gone PlDay that big grand cD/F#oulee dD/Gam ND/Aobody loves like an irishman GBmone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan Donegan's gDone
Main Lick
Donegan's gDone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan D Main Lick Donegan's gone GDone, Lonnie Donegan Main Lick Donegan's gone LDord, I'm just a rD/F#olling stD/Gone RD/Aock my soul I wanna go home GBmone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan Donegan's gDone
Solo (I think it's not a problem to play that solo, and i didn't tab it)
Donegan's gDone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan D Main Lick Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone
StDackalee and a gD/F#amblin' mD/Gan RD/Aock my soul in the bosom of abraham GBmone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan Donegan's gDone
Main Lick
Donegan's gDone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan D Main Lick Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone
TDime just goes on rD/F#olling bD/Gy LD/Aord, I feel like I could cry GBmone, Lonnie DDsus4onegan Donegan's gDone
Main Lick End: Slide from any fret ~~ e|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| B|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| G|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| D|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| A|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| E|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| don’t crash the ambulance Capo: 2 Intro: Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B Am
don’t often open up this flooEr since i handed in my gun what all these keys are for Am now my tour of duty’s donAm/Ge F you got to knF/Eow the switches nDmow you got your turn Dm/C Dm/B watch and learn, junior E watch and learn Am
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
now yAmou will get your trouble spots E
here’s one from down voodoo way bragged he had me
by the you-know-whats Am very funny, yAm/Gou don’t sayF the big enchilF/Eada Dm stealing elDm/Cections Dm/B had to go down there E trash collection F
got his cojones
on my deEsk in there Am made into a souvenir Am/G F set of cufflinksE, nice pair the rAmest of him’s someplace up hAm/Gere F sometimes you gF/Eot to put a shDmoulder to the door nCot so fast, junior E
listen to your pa
hFere, son F/E i’m handinDmg over to you dCon’t crash the ambulancGe E whatever you dAmo
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
whAmat we have here’s a dung hole place E
thought it was fly shit on the map
fat bastard, ugly face Am and the personal crap Am/G F you can’t move theF/E barriers you can’tDm mess with oil and gDm/Cas Dm/B
had to go down there
stick a couple E aircraft carriers
in his ass
fFancy dress mEedals chest it’Ams all in here for all the gigs Am/G F
gas mask
bEullet-proof vest Am all the usual rigs Am/G F there’ll be things theyF/E misseDmd they didn’tDm/C mentionDm/B
you’ve even
got a whistle in there E for attracting attention Am
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
wAmell, i think you’re gonna be okay, sonE
you’ve had the tour, i guess these two buttons by the way
thAmis one i hope you nAm/Gever press F some holy foF/Eol, just watch who’sDm not like you or mDm/Ce Dm/B
that one’s the whole shooting match
right there E it’s the whole shitaree
we dAmon’t forget who put us here, jack E
that’s page one we talk soft
but carry a big stick Am and pack the biggest gun Am/G F we don’t likF/Ee accidentDms
major or minor
you don’tC want yourself an incident E
don’t ever invade china
hFere, son F/E i’m handinDmg over to you dCon’t crash the ambulancGe E hFere, son F/E i’m handinDmg over to you dCon’t crash the ambulancGe E whatever you dAmo
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B