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Date: Mon, 26 Jan 1998 21:57:26 +1100
From: Russell & Charlie
Subject: PRO: a/angels/take_a_long_line
Song: Take Long Line
By: Angels
Album: Their Finest Hour...and then some
Transcribed by: Russell Edwards [email protected]
[[A]]This is it folks, over the top
He was selling post cards from a paper stand
whiskey bottle in his withered hand
He put his finger on a photo from an old magazine
Saw himself in the shadow of a dream
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
Called him agitator, spy and thief
Shut him up solitary third degree
Chorus:
[[A]]Take a [[D]]long [[E]]line
[[E]]Take a [[D]]long [[E]]line x 2
[[E/D]] [[E/C#]]With [[A]]him
He tried to appeal to the king of might
He said I'm just exercisin' my sacred right
The king he said you ain't got no rights
You're a mad, bad traitor get outta my sight
Chorus
Bass rises rather than decending at end:
[[E/F#]] [[E/Ab]]With [[A]]him
Break:
[[C]]x2 [[G]] [[F#]] [[A]][[Ab]]
[[C]]x2 [[D]] [[C#]] [[A]][[Ab]]
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
Called him agitator, spy and thief
Shut him up solitary third degree
Well they put him up boy, a world-wide whirlwind
Pulled out his teeth and they told him to grin
He gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine
He said I never existed you been wasting your time
Chorus x 2
[[A]]Take a [[D]]long [[E]]line
[[E]]Take a [[D]]long [[E]]line
[[E]]Take a [[D]]long, long, long [[E]]line
With [[A]]him