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Date: Thu, 14 Nov 1996 14:49:43 -0500
From: Andrew Rogers
<rogers@hi.com>
Subject: ./n/nyro_laura/poverty_train.crd
"Poverty Train"
(Laura Nyro)
Intro (guitars):
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-----------------11R10-8-10-8-----------|
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--3---------------------------------2-3-|
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[fuzz] [acoustic] [bass]
Last call for the poverty train
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-6--------6---5B6--|
---8--6-8----------|
[acoustic]
Abmaj7 (vibes - there's a high D on acoustic bass in there)
Last call for the poverty train
piano (transcribed, admittedly an octave lower, for guitar) [2X]:
v v v v v v v v v v v v
-0-----------|-0-----------|-------------|-------------|
-1-----------|-1-------1---|-3-----------|-3-----------|
-0-----------|-0-------0---|-2h3-----2---|-0-----------|
-------------|-------------|-------------|---------3---|
-3-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
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v v v v v v v v v v v v
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-1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|
-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|
-3-------3---|---------3---|-3-------3---|---------3---|
-1-----------|-------------|-0-----------|-------------|
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Verse 1:
It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip
And if you don't get beat you got yourself a trip
You can see the walls roar, see your brains on the floor
Become God, become cripple, become funky and split
Why was I born
No-no-no-no whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no
Verse 2:
Oh baby, I just saw the Devil and he's smilin' at me
I heard my bones cry, Devil why's it got to be
Devil played with my brother, Devil drove my mother
Now the tears in the gutter are floodin' the sea
Why was I born
No-no-no-no whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no
Verse 3:
Oh baby, it looks good and dirty, them shiny lights glow
A million night tramps, tricks and tracks will come and go
You're starvin' today
But who cares anyway
Baby, it feels like I'm dyin' now
Coda:
I swear there's something better than
Abmaj7 (vibes)
Getting off on sweet cocaine
[single note]
It feels so good
Absus2 [468xxx] Dbsus4 [xxx674]
It feels so good
Gettin' off the poverty train
Mornin'...
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
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