---------------------------------------------------------------------------- HOME FOR A REST - Spirit of the West ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: David Antymis Email:daveant99@hotmail.com Regular Tuning Strum the first Am chord (picking doesn't sound bad either). e|-------------------------0---1-3-----1-------| B|--1--0-----1-3---1-3------(1)----1-----1-----| G|--2----2-------0-----0-------------0-----2---| D|--2------2-------------0-2-----------3-------| A|--0----------2-------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------| e|-3-1---1---------------0-3-------------------| B|-----1---1---3-1---3-------3---1---1---1---1-| G|-----------0-----0---0-------0---2---0---0-0-| D|-------2-----------------------3---2---0-----| A|-------------------2-----------------------3-| E|---------------------------------------------| Played 3 times. 2nd and 3rd time with lyrics. You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best I've been gone for a month I've been drunk since I left These so called vacations Will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink I need home for a rest (Strumming)

^AmWe arr^Gived in ^CDecember a^Fnd London was cold ^CWe sta^Gyed in the bars ^FAlong Charing Cross Road ^AmWe nev^Ger saw ^Cnothi^Fn' but brass taps and oak ^CKept th^Ge shine on the bar ^FWith th^Ge sleeves of our coats

Chorus:

^GYou'll ha^Cve ^Gto excuse me, I'm not at my best ^CI've ^Fbeen gone for a week ^GI've been drunk since I left ^GThese so c^Called^G vacations, Will soon be my death ^CI'm so ^Fsick from the drink I ^Gneed hom^Ce for a rest

(Sometimes I play F----CGC--- instead of G---C at the last line, not the same but not bad. Too much solo tab write out...oh so lazy...you get the point.) Euston Station the train journey North In the buffet car we lurched back and forth Past old crooked dikes through Yorkshire's green fields We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled CHORUS By the light of the moon, she'd drift through the streets Her rare old perfume, so seductive and sweet She'd tease us and flirt, as the pubs all closed down Then walk us on home and deny us a round CHORUS The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb The spirits we drank, now ghosts in the room I'm knackered again, come on sleep take me soon And don't lift up my head 'till the the twelve bells at noon CHORUS For the chorus it changes from "week" to "month" once in a while...you'll figure it out.

Spirit of the West - Home for a rest