#аккорды
Инструмент: Гитара (6-ти струнная) поменять
Строй: Standart (E A D G B E) поменять
Без каподастра поменять
Строй: Standart (E A D G B E) поменять
Без каподастра поменять
"Their Finest Hour...and then some" Take A Long Line A This is it folks, over the top He was selling post cards from a paper stand A 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