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Date: Mon, 3 Nov 1997 21:43:23 +0300 (MSK)
From: Max Stepanov
<pprofi@dux.ru>
Subject: CHORDS: The Bottom Line by DEPECHE MODE
{title: The Bottom Line}
{subtitle: Depeche Mode - 'Ultra' (97)}
{define: Dm - 557765 or 000231}
{define: F - 587565 or 133211}
{define: B or A# - 688766 or 113331}
{define: C - 335553}
{define: Cbm-5- xx5653}
{define: Bm6 - 688686}
Like a cat
Dragged in from the [F?]rain
Who goes straight back out
To do it all over again
I'll be back for more
It's something
That is out of our hands
Something we will never understand
It's a hidden law
The apple falls
Destiny calls
I follow you
{comment: you may play the next verse like this:}
E-------0-1-0---------------------------0-1-0------|
B-----3-------3-1-3-------1-----------3-------3-1--|
G---2-------------------2---2-------2--------------|
D-0-------------------3-------3---0----------------|
A-------------------3-----------3------------------|
E-----------------1--------------------------------|
E-----------------------0-1-0----------------------|
B-3-------1-----------3-------3-1-3-------3--------|
G-------2---2-------3-------------------3---3------|
D-----3-------3-----------------------3-------3----|
A---3-----------3-1-----------------1-----------1--|
E-1------------------------------------------------|
E-------0-1-0----------------------|
B-----3-------3-1-3-------3--------|
G---2-------------------2---2------|
D-0-------------------3-------0----|
A-------------------0-----------0--|
E----------------------------------|
{comment: of course, it's not too close to source :-)}
Like a pawn
On the eternal board
Who's never quite sure
What he's moved towards
I walk blindly on
And heaven is in front of me
Your heaven beckons me enticingly
When I arrive
It's gone
The river flows
The wise man knows
I follow you
I'm yearning
I'm burning
I feel love's wheels turning
Like a moth on love's bright light
I will get burned
Each and every night
I'm dying to(o)
The sun will shine
The bottom line
I follow you
I'm yearning
I'm burning
I feel love's wheels turning
Like a moth on love's bright light
I will get burned
Each and every night
I'm dying to(o)
The sun will shine
The bottom line
I follow you
The sun will shine
The bottom line
I follow you
{comment: if here is something wrong, please, e-mail me}
{comment: or e-mail me for no special reason... :-)}
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From: Max Stepanov, Russia, St.Petersburg
e-mail: profi@dux.ru
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27 July 1997
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