Lady Lamb the Beekeeper — Tangles
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Вступление C G C G Am Am e|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0--------------0-0------------------| B|-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1--------------1-1------------------| G|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----2-2--------0-----2-2--------0---------| D|-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2------0-------2-2------0-----------| A|--3---------------3---------------0-------3-2------0-------3-2-------------| E|----------3---------------3------------------------------------------------| F G C C e|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------| B|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----1-1-1-1-----1-1-1-1---------------------------| G|-----2-2-2-2-----4-4-4-4-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------| D|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5-----2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2---------------------------| A|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5--3--3-3-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------| E|--1--1-1-1-1--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------------------------------| C Am F G C Time takes the years from out of our hides, wait for the belt with bated breath C Am F G C And the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea, your teeth take the cake and feed it to me Am E F G C I heard from a little bird that you crushed its mama's bones Am E F G C Look me in my face, please don't be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say, say it ain't so Am E F G C For I’m immune, I'm immune to no one, love is a luxury that I can't quite afford Am E F G C I call it by name and you know, it just walks out my door, maybe I shouldn't hold it so tightly anymore Intro: C G C G Am Am F G C C C Am F G C Your smoke builds a plume, how it stifles my perfume C Am F G C And the paint on the walls of your room, makes for a pretty, makes for a pretty little June Am E F G C And I never want to see you, I never want to see you again, but I long to see you soon Am E F G C For a heart can be as stark and sad as a single laugh in a funeral parlor Am E F G C And my argument is as senseless as picking up pennies, picking up pennies from the snow Am E F G C And loneliness, she can be a whore, I take her to bed, I'm so sure she will be gone by the morning Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the bangles on your wrist? Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the tangles in your hair? Am E F G C Look me in my face, oh god don't you be a disgrace, oh lord, please say, just say it ain't so Am E F G C What more, what more could we be for, than the change clanging in your pockets? F G Am The pennies falling from your hands into the snow F G Am The pennies falling from your hands into the snow
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