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Capo: 2
What it is - Mark Knopfler From the album: Sailing to philadelphia Didn`t find any decent chords for this excellent song, so I decided to tab it myself. I capo it on the 2nd fret to suit my voice better, but I think it`s most accurate to the original without a capo. Chords by Rune T. from Norway. (A) = Play quick, one strum Intro: F#m (A) D A F#m (A) D E VERSE:
F#mThe drinking dens are spilling out and staAggering in the square DThere`s lads and lassies falling about and Aa crackling in Ethe air F#mDown around the dungeon doors, the shelteArs and the keeps D A E (F#m) Everybody`s looking for somebody`s arms to fall into this way
That`s what it is now... (Riff: Sorry, I stole this one..) fast (1/2) bend E|---------------------------------------------------------| H|---------------------5/7~--5h7p5----6BU7-7---------------| G|---2h4BU6BD4p2------6---------------------6--------------| D|--4----------------7-----------------------7----6--------| A|-----------------------------------------------9BUBD7----| E|---------------------------------------------------------| or: F#m (A) D E Chorus: F#m (A) D A It`s (that`s) what it is F#m (A) D E It`s what it is now VERSE 2: There`s frost on the graves and the monuments but the taverns are warm in town People curse the government and shovel hot food down Lights are out in city hall ,the castle and the keep Moon shines down upon it all the legless and asleep PRE-Chrorus:
DCold on the tollgate where the wagAons creeping through DCold on the tollgate God knAows what I Ecan do with you
(Chorus) VERSE 3: The garnison sleeps in the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stones High on the parapet the scottish pipers stands alone High on the wind the highland drums begin to roll And something from the past just comes and stares into my soul PRE-CHORUS:
DCold on the tollgate where theA caledonian blues DCold on the tollgate god Aknows what I can doE with you
(Chorus) VERSE 4: There’s a chink of light as a burning wick, there’s a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the wee Wee hours On charlotte street they take a walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of little nell (Chorus)