New Model Army - The Hunt, аккорды

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From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: new_model_army song: The Hunt
Date: Wed, 22 May 1996 11:06:26 +0200 (CES)

 THE HUNT - NEW MODEL ARMY (LP GHOST OF CAIN)

       
C
We went into town on the Tuesday night,
C
Searching all the places that you hang about
E
C
We're looking for you
C
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
C
In the discotheques and the garning pubs
E
C
We're looking for you
D
(V.) You will pay the price for my own sweet brother
C
(III.) And what he has become
D
(V.) And a hundred other boys and girls
F
G
And all that you have done...
C
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns
C
One of your cronies - he was doing your rounds
E
C
We followed him
C
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass
C
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
E
C
We followed him
D
Over the bridge by the old canal
C
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
D
He stopped to light up a cigarette
F
G
And we dived into a doorway [Chorus:]
A
G
F
No police, no summons, no courts of law
A
G
F
No proper procedure, no rules of war
A
G
F
No mitigating circumstance
A
G
F
No lawyers fees, no second chance
C
There are larses getting trouble on their own home beat
C
There are old folk battered in the open street
E
C
In this city of ours
C
There are eyes that see but say nothing at all
C
There are ears that hear but they don't recall
E
C
In this city of ours
D
So we followed your man back to your front door
C
And we're waiting for you outside
D
'Cos not everybody here is scared of you
F
G
Not everybody passed on the other side [Chorus]
F
(VIII.) And we could spend our whole lives waiting
E
B
For some thunderbolt to come
F
(VIII.) An we could spend our whole lives waiting
E
B
For some justice to be done
F
A
F
A
F
Unless we make our own [Chorus] _______________________________________ Tabs by Juergen Bohn, [email protected] _______________________________________