Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream Album Tab by Foma' fffoma@gmail.com ___________________________________________________________________________ 1 - Why aye man Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: D5 [xx0235] Gadd9 [320005] Dsus4 [xx0233] C [x32013] Intro: D5 We had no way of staying afloat We had to leave on the ferry boat Economic refugees On the run to germany

We h^Gad the back of maggie's hand ^Gadd9 T^D5imes were tough in geordieland (D5) We got wor tools and working gear And humped it all from newcastle to here

Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Bby aye, wh^Cy aye man Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Cy aye m^D5an

D5 We're the nomad tribes, travelling boys In the dust and dirt and the racket and the noise Drills and hammers, diggers and picks Mixing concrete, laying bricks

There's ^Genglish, irish, scots, the lot Un^D5ited nation's what we've got (D5]) Brickies, chippies, every trade German building, british-made

Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Bby aye, wh^Cy aye man Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Cy aye m^D5an

N^Gmae more work on maggie's farm ^C H^Fadaway down the ^D5autobahn ^Dsus4 M^Gmine's a portacabin bed ^C Or a b^Funk in a nissen h^D5ut instead ^Dsus4

Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 | Gm | C | F D5 | D5 | There's plenty deutschmarks here to earn And german tarts are wunderschoen German beer is chemical-free Germany's alreet with me

S^Gometimes I miss my river tyne ^Gadd9 But y^D5ou're my pretty fraulein (D5) Tonight we'll drink the old town dry Keep wor spirit levels high

Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Bby aye, wh^Cy aye man Wh^D5y aye man, wh^Fy aye, wh^Gy aye man Wh^Gy aye man, wh^Cy aye m^D5an

Somet^Gmimes I miss my river tyne^C But y^Fou're my pr^D5etty fraulein ^Dsus4 Ton^Gmight we'll drink the old town dry ^C K^Feep wor spirit l^D5evels high ^Dsus4

Somet^Gmimes I miss my river tyne^C But y^Fou're my pr^D5etty fraulein ^Dsus4

Ton^Gmight we'll drink the old town dry ^C K^Feep wor spirit l^D5evels high ^Dsus4

Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 | Gm | C | F D5 | D5 | Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 | Gm | C | F D5 | D5 | Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 | Gm | C | F D5 | D5 | ___________________________________________________________________________ 2 - Devil Baby Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: Dsus2 [xx0230] Asus2 [x02200] Intro: D Dsus2 D | D Dsus2 D |

The fr^Deaks'll stay together They're a tight old cr^Gew Y^Aou look at them And they look at y^Dou ^Dsus2 ^D

I love the ballyhoo girl

But she don't c^Gare It's hard to find l^Aove anywh^Bmere ^Bm7 H^Gard to find l^Aove anywh^Dere ^A ^Asus2 ^A ^Asus2 ^A

The prof^Dessor is the talker He's the talking m^Gan And if he c^Aan't clean a midway Nobody c^Dan ^Dsus2 ^D

He'll get the tip on in

From the midway m^Gud You gotta have the sawdust^A in the bl^Bmood ^Bm7 G^Gotta have the sawdust^A in the bl^Dood ^A ^Asus2 ^A

See the p^Dig-faced man and the m^Gonkey girl C^A/C#ome see the big fat l^Dady ^D/C# Bm Em Em Em/D 'Gator slim with the alligator skin C^A/C#ome see the devil b^Daby

D | G | A/C# | D | D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 | G | A D | A Asus2 A | A Asus2 A |

Spr^Dinger is the talker He's the talking m^Gan He's got the wh^Aole studio Eating out of his h^Dand ^Dsus2 ^D

You can be on too

With the nuts and the g^Geeks Call 1-800-^Aima fr^Bmek ^Bm7 ^G1-800-^Aima fr^Dek ^A ^Asus2 ^A ^Asus2 ^A

See the p^Dig-faced man and the m^Gonkey girl C^A/C#ome see the big fat l^Dady ^D/C# Bm Em Em Em/D 'Gator slim with the alligator skin C^A/C#ome see the devil b^Daby

D | G | A/C# | D | D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 | G | A D | A Asus2 A | A Asus2 A | ___________________________________________________________________________ 3 - Hill Farmer's Blues Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: Cadd9 [x32030] Dsus2 [xx0230] Intro: C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 | Em

I'm going into tow law ^G For what I n^Ceed ^Cadd9 Ch^Gain for the r^Dipsaw Killer f^Emor the weed The dog's at the back door ^G Leave him b^Ce ^Cadd9 D^Gon't feed him j^Dack And don't wait ^Emup for me

G^Emoing into tow law ^G To fuel my f^Cire ^Cadd9 Sh^Gells for the tw^Delve And r^Emazor wire The dog's at the back door ^G Leave him b^Ce ^Cadd9 D^Gon't do j^Dack And don't wait ^Emup for me ^Dsus2

С Cadd9 So bad С G So bad С So bad

So b^Dsus2ad

I'm going into tow law ^G To have my f^Cun ^Cadd9 D^Gon't get me wr^Dong You were the o^Emnly one Behind my back lord ^G You made a fool^C of me ^Cadd9 D^Gon't do j^Dack And don't wait ^Emup for me ^Dsus2

С Cadd9 So bad

So b^Dsus2ad ^G С So bad So b^Dsus2ad

C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B | ___________________________________________________________________________ 4 - A Place Where We Used to Live Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: E7 [020100] C7M [x32000] Intro: Am | E7 E | Am | E7 E | Am

This empty k^E7itchen's wh^Eere I'd wh^Amile away the h^E7ours ^E ^Am Just next to m^E7y old ch^Eair ^C You'd usually h^Eave some fl^E7owers ^Dm The shelves of b^Eooks ^E7 ^Am ^Am/G Even the p^Am/F#icture hooks Everything is g^Dmone ^E7 But my h^Eeart is h^Amanging on

If this old^E7 neighbourh^Eood S^Amurvived us both alr^E7ight ^E ^Am Don't know that it w^E7ithst^Eood ^C All the things that t^E7ook our l^Eight ^Dm You on the st^Eair ^E7 ^Am ^Am/G I can s^Am/F#ee you there Everything is g^Dmone ^E7 But my h^Eeart is h^Amanging on

^F7MOnce there was a l^C7Mittle girl ^F7M Used to wonder what sh^C7Me would be ^F7M Went out into the b^C7Mig wide world Now she's just a m^F7Memory There used to be a l^C7Mittle school here ^F7M Where I learned to wr^C7Mite my name ^F7M But time has been a l^C7Mittle cruel here Time h^F7Mas no shame ^Dm7

It's just a pl^Gace^C7M where W^F7Me used to live ^Dm7 It's just a pl^Gace^C7M where We ^F7Mused to live

Now in another town You lead another life And now upstairs and down You're someone else's wife Here in the dust There's not a trace of us Everything is gone But my heart is hanging on It's just a place where We used to live It's just a place where We used to live Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M | Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M | Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M | ___________________________________________________________________________ 5 - Quality Shoe Tuning: Standart Capo: 5 Chords: C7M [x3200x] C#m6 [x4232x] Lick1: C7M G F e|-------|------------------| B|--0----|-1----------------| G|--0---0h2-----------------| D|------0h3-----------------| A|-------|-3----------------| E|-------|-1----------------| Lick2: G7 C e|-----------------|--------| B|-----------------|--------| G|-----------------|--------| D|-----------------|--------| A|-----------0-2-0-|-3------| E|---3--3----------|--------| Lick3: C G7 e|-----------------|--------| B|-----------------|--------| G|-----------------|--------| D|-----------------|--------| A|--3--3-2--2-0--0-|--------| E|-----------------|-3------| Intro: | C F | C F | C F | C Lick2

You got your toecaps reinf^Forced with steel ^G7 C Lick1 (C7M G F) Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those t^G7ired feet feel like n^Cew ^C#m6 ^G ^C Take your pick,^F black or Brown ^G7 C Lick1 (C7M G F) Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna n^G7eed a quality sh^Coe ^F ^C ^G7 ^C

You don't want no st^Fand-by pair ^G7 C Lick1 (C7M G F) 'Cos these'll take the wear and tear Made to t^G7ake good care of y^Cou ^C#m6 ^G ^C For that trip by r^Foad or rail ^G7 C Lick1 (C7M G F) For extra grip on those rocky trails G7 C F Fm Lick3 (C G7) You're gonna need a quality shoe

Now they maybe ain't too h^Cot for dancing ^G7 But I don't foresee too^C much of that ^Em You ain't exactly^B7 gonna be prancing Ar^Emound in the m^C#m6oonlight With a c^Dmane and a top h^G7at

If you could use a change of pace And be excused from the rat race Just take a look at what's on view Lace 'em up, walk around I guarantee you can't wear 'em down You're gonna need a quality shoe Now I wish you sunny skies And happiness wherever you may go But you got to realise There'll be wind, there'll be rain And occasional snow You're gonna want to smile in them If you're gonna walk a mile in them There'll be times when you'll be blue To laugh at rainy days and then Make your getaways in them You're gonna need a quality shoe You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or Brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe ___________________________________________________________________________ 6 - Fare Thee Well Northumberland Tuning: Standart Capo: Chords: C5 [x355xx] F(no3) [133xxx] C(No3) [x335xx] Intro: C5 Come drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river tyne For some damn town that's god-forsaken Fare thee well, northumberland F(no3) C5 Although i'll go where the lady takes me C5/G She'll never tell what's in her hand

I do not kn^C5ow what fate awaits me F(No3) F(No3)/G C5 Fare thee well, northumberland

C(No3) My heart beats for my streets and alleys Fsus2 Csus4 C(No3) Longs to dwell in the borderlands The north-east shore and the river valleys F(No3) F(No3)/G C5 Fare thee well, northumberland I may not stay, i'm bound for leaving I'm bound to ramble and to roam I only say my heart is grieving I would not gamble on my coming home Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll So drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river tyne For some damn town that's god-forsaken Goodbye old friend of mine Although i'll go where the lady takes me She'll never tell what's in her hand I do not know what fate awaits me Fare thee well, northumberland So roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll ___________________________________________________________________________ 7 - Marbletown Tuning: Dropped D Capo: 5 Chords: D5 [00023x] Csus2 [x3003x] G5 [5x003x] Fsus2 [3x001x] Am7 [x02010] Intro: D5

Roll out here mister ^Csus2 Csus2/B D5 If you need a lttle rest R^G5oll out here mister ^Fsus2 If you need a lttle r^D5est L^Am7ay me down in marbletown ^G5 A b^D5one yard is the best

There was a bad bull on the railroad Tried to put me off his train Lay me down in marbletown 'Til the coast is clear again Fsus2 G5 Ssus2 D5 I can hear them a- hollerin' 'We got a man down here We got a man down' I'm gonna flip me a cannonball That won't stop for anyone Lay me down in marbletown Wait 'til morning comes I'm gonna roll out here in the tombstones Wait here on my train Lay me down in marbletown I hope that it don't rain And I can still hear them hollerin ''We got a man down here We got a man down' Roll out here mister If you need a little rest Lay me down in marbletown A bone yard is the best ___________________________________________________________________________ 8 - You Don't Know You're Born Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: D5 [xx032x] Dsus2 [xx053x] D6 [xx043x] D7(No3) [xx021x] Intro: D5 | Dsus2 D6 | D5 | D5 What do you know about the hammer and the spike What do you know about the farm You don't know You don't know what it's like Because you don't know You don't know you're born What do you know about the hammer and the chisel You only know the kitchen and the warm You don't know about the night shift whistle Punching the clock to the horn Because you don't know You don't know you're born

You d^D5on't know D7(No3) You don't know you're born You d^Gon't know You d^Bbon't know you're born^C

You d^D5on't know D7(No3) You don't know you're born You d^Gon't know You d^Bbon't know you're b^Corn

C | Bb | C | Bb | C What do you know about the hammer and the nails Know about the thistles and the thorns What do you know about the road and the rails Your heart so weary and your hands all worn Your hands so weary and your heart all torn And you don't know You don't know you're born C | Bb | C | Bb | C ___________________________________________________________________________ 9 - Coyote Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: Intro: D | D/C | D/C D/F | D :| Look at me coyote Don't let a little road dust put you off You can't judge a book Well you know that stuff There's a tear in my upholstery And a hole in my shoe But don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do

Speed I d^Fo, speed I d^Go, speed I d^Do

You can't catch me coyote Though there may be blood on the tracks There may be some bridges burning Behind our backs But I got my laundry on the backseat And an itinerary too And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Now I'm a speck on your horizon Getting smaller fast An ambush wouldn't be surprising I hope it's better than your last Once again the roadrunner Leaves the coyote in the dirt You've got another plan of action But we all know it ain't never gonna work It must be hard having dog dreams That never come true And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do ___________________________________________________________________________ 10 - The Ragpicker's Dream Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: E/B [x2210x] Asus2 [x0220x] E/G# [4x210x] A/F# [2x222x] A6 [x0465x] Am6 [x0455x] A#m7/5- [6x665x] A#7/5- [6x675x] A#dim [6x565x] C6 [x3221x] Intro: E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B

When J^E/Back Frost came for Ch^Aristmas ^G#m With a brass monkey d^Asus2ate The r^E/G#ail-king and the s^C#mcarecrow Hopped a Fl^Aorida freight ^A/F# And they bl^E/Bew on their p^Aaper cups ^G#m And stared through the st^Asus2eam Then they dr^E/G#ank half a b^C#mottle Of R^Aagpicker's Dr^Fmeam where

The wh^A6iskey keeps fo^Am6llowing Cold p^Bitchers of b^E/G#eer ^C#mMe and my ass^E/Bociate Like the cl^Asus2ientele here g^Bet The ^E/G#onions and the 't^Aaters ^G#m Rib-eyes on the gr^Asus2ill T^E/G#oothpicks and l^C#muckies And a c^Aoffee r^A/F#efill

E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B

As the r^E/G#ail-king lay r^Aocking ^E/G# He was leaving the gr^Asus2ound Then he was fl^E/G#ying like S^C#manta Claus ^A Over the t^A/Fown where He c^E/G#ame to the w^Aindow ^E/G# Of a house by a str^Asus2eam ^E/G# It was a family Chr^C#mistmas In the R^Aagpicker's Dr^A/F#eam there

Were k^E/G#ids at the t^Aable ^E/G# All aglow in the l^Asus2ight ^E/G# Music in the w^C#mintertime Sure c^Aarries at n^A/F#ight there Was t^E/G#urkey and gr^Aavy E/G# A#m7/5- Pie and ice cream And g^E/Bifts for each and ^C#meveryone In the R^Aagpicker's D^F#mream where

The r^A6ed-eye keeps t^Am6umbling In our gl^Basses of b^E/G#eer ^C#mMe and my ass^E/Bociate Like the s^Asus2ervice in h^Bere there's A t^E/G#en for your tr^Aouble ^E/G# You have b^Asus2eautiful hair Make the l^E/G#ast one two d^C#moubles It's a c^Aold one out th^A/F#ere where

The sc^E/G#arecrow and the r^Aail-king ^E/G# Have started to d^Asus2ance But a n^E/G#ightstick and a b^C#millyclub Won't^A give peace a ch^A/F#ance here I th^E/G#ink they went th^Aataways ^E/G# A#m7/5- Your song and dance team Heading h^E/Bome for the h^C#molidays ^A With the Ragpicker's Dr^A/F#eam on

His kn^E/Bees like a f^Aighter ^E/G# The rail-riding k^Asus2ing ^E/G# Like a sack of pot^C#matoes Like a b^Aull in the r^A/F#ing where The sc^E/G#arecrow falls ^Aover ^E/G# A#7/5- A6 With a tear in the seam H^E/Bome for the r^C#mover In the R^Aagpicker's Dr^A/F#eam where

The r^A6ed-eye keeps t^Am6umbling Like t^Bears in our b^E/G#eer ^C#mMe and my ass^E/Bociate Like the ^Aambience h^Bere where They c^E/G#ornered two c^Aastaways ^E/G# In a white flashlight b^A#dimeam ^A6 E\B C#m Merry Christmas and happy days In the R^Aagpicker's Dr^A/F#eam ^C6

E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | Asus2 | E/G# E | Asus2 ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 - Daddy's Gone To Knoxville Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: C#m/5- [x4565x] Intro: G | E | A | D | G

^GOh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's g^Cone When he's g^Gone Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's g^Aone When he's g^Done D^Gaddy's gone down that g^Ballatin road C C#m/5- The hen never laid and the corn never growed ^GOh,^E you're g^Aonna miss your d^Daddy when h^Ge's gone

^GOh, I'd rather have a dollar than a d^Cime Than a d^Gime Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a d^Aime Than a d^Dime D^Gaddy's gone down that cr^Bossville track C C#m/5- If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back ^GOh^E, I'd r^Aather have a d^Dollar than a d^Gime

Oh, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Daddy's gone south on the natchez trace If the can't show the money then he don't show his face Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Yeah, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Daddy's gone down that knoxville road The dog never barked and the cock never crowed Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now ___________________________________________________________________________ 12 - Old Pigweed Tuning: Standart Capo: No Capo: 2 E [076455] or [022100] E7M [076445] or [021100] E | E | E | E E7M | A

Everything was ^Bin there That you'd w^Eant to see ^E7M ^A Corned beef and ^Bonions And true l^Eove ^E7M ^A Turnips and t^Binned tomatoes ^E Parsnips and a f^C#mew p^Botatoes ^A

A couple extra blessings

From ab^Bove ^A Now this here mingle-m^Bangle Was my b^Eest one yet ^E7M ^A A big old bad goul^Bash Worth waiting f^Eor ^E7M ^A And i'm just about to d^Bip my can ^E Taste some brotherh^C#mood o^Bf man ^A When I get a feeling ^B That there's a flaw ^A

Who put old p^Bigweed In the m^Eulligan Was it y^C#mou ^B ^A

Who put old pigweed

In the m^Eulligan st^Bew ^A I close my e^Byes For just a m^Einute What do you d^C#mo ^B ^A Who put old p^Eigweed In the m^Bulligan st^Eew In the m^Bulligan In the m^Eulligan In the m^Aulligan^B st^Eew ^E7M

You won't find self-improvement or philosophy In a dumpster sitting by The kitchen door There's plenty leek and humble pie Ain't too much ham on rye Sometimes I wonder What i'm looking for But a spoonful of forgiveness Goes a long, long way And we all should do our best To get along Add a pinch of kindness crumbling To your loving dumpling Okra for thickening When something's wrong But who put old pigweed In the mulligan Was it you Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew I close my eyes For just a minute What do you do Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew

Mark Knopfler - The ragpickers dream