Вступление
If you don't like the B-chord,
you might like to set Transpose to -2.
Then you'll get D-A-G chords in stead of E-B-A
Transposing makes intro schemes not fit,
all numbers need to be 2 less in that case.
[Intro]
e|-12---------------|-----------------|
B|------5---4-5---4-|-5---5---4-5-----|
G|------------------|-----------------|
D|------------------|-----------------|
A|------------------|-----------------|
E|------------------|-----------------|
e|-11---------------|-----------------|
B|------4---2-4---2-|-4---4---2-4-----|
G|------------------|-----------------|
D|------------------|-----------------|
A|------------------|-----------------|
E|------------------|-----------------|
e|-9---------------|-----------------|
B|-----5---4-5---4-|-5---5---4-5-----|
G|-----------------|-----------------|
D|-----------------|-----------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|
e|-7---------------|-----------------|
B|-----4---2-4---2-|-4---4---2-4-----|
G|-----------------|-----------------|
D|-----------------|-----------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|
[Verse 1]
- Grey monoliths reach out into the starless night
- Strip malls, bungalows, developers' wet dream
Spreads out like a virus from the city
- Hurry up, you move to slow, no one's got
The time to wait upon you
You've got no money
- What do you want, what do you need
And more importantly
What do you think you can get?
You've got no money
[Chorus]
O there's a place, where there's gold
Like the conquistador slaughtered for
And there's rubies, hanging from the trees
Laying down on the ground
And there's emeralds scattered all around
[Interlude]
| E | B | A | E |
(see intro above)
[Verse 2]
- Tell me more, tell me more
Who do you think, who do you think you are?
- Some kind of prophet or some kind of a priest
Well you can wrap your lips around the
Tailpipe of my car
- Sometimes when I'm down, I close my eyes
I don't hear a sound
- And I remember the places and the people
I want to see again
[Chorus]
And there's a place where there's gold
Like the conquistador murdered for
And there's rubies hanging from the trees
Laying down on the ground
And there's emeralds scattered all around
[Outro]
And the snow comes, and covers it up
Without a sound
Yes the snow covers it up
Without a sound