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Date: Fri, 03 Oct 1997 00:36:56 -0400 (EDT) From: Litgo@aol.com Subject: CRD: Sea_and_Sand by: Who To: guitar@olga.net Sea and Sand By the Who, From Quadrophenia, 1973. Written by Pete Townshend ============== transcribed by litgo@aol.com ============== Asus2: x02200 C9: x32030 G/B: x20030 Fmaj7: 1x3210 (use thumb) A/G: 3x22xx Intro: Asus2
Asus2Here by the sea and sand nothing ever goes as planned, I just couldn't DfaDce going home E E
It was just a Adrag on my Asus4own. A Asus2They finally threw me out, my mother got drunk on stout,
My dad couldn't Dstand Don two feet, E E As he lectured about Amorality. Asus4 A
Now I guess the DfamiDly's complete, E E With me hanging 'Ground on the Dstreet
Or Dhere on the Abeach. Cadd9The girl I G/Blove is a perfect Amdresser,
Fmaj7Wears every Emfashion gets it Dto the tee. Dsus4 D Dsus2 D Cadd9Heavens aG/Bbove, AmI got to match her
Fmaj7She knows just how she Emwants her man to Dbe Dsus4 D Dsus4Leave it to Dme. G G
My jAacket's gonna bA/Ge cAut sAlim and cGhecked D/A Maybe a Atouch of seerA/GsuckAer with an Aopen Gneck D/A
I ride a AG.S. A/GscooAter with my Ahair cut GneatD/A I wear my Awartime A/Gcoat Ain the Awind and D/Asleet.
I see her dance, across the ballroom UV light making starshine of her smile. I am the face, she has to know me, I'm dressed up better than anyone within a mile. So how come the other tickets look much better? Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter. How come the girls come on oh so cool But yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool? Come sleep on the beach, keep within my reach I just want to die with you near I'm feeling so high with you here. I'm wet and I'm cold but thank God I ain't old Why didn't I ever say what I mean? I should have split home at fifteen There's a story that the grass is so green, What did I see? Where have I been?
GNothing is Dplanned, by the Dsea and the Asand D/A A A/G A A G D/A
D/AI'm the face if you Awant it... G D/A ============= litgo@aol.com