Our Shangri-La
Mark KnopflerVersions2
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
5.15 a.m.
snow laying all around
a collier cycles home
from his night shift underground
past the silent pub
primary school, workingmens club
on the road from the pithead
the churchyard packed
with mining dead
then beneath the bridge
he comes to a giant car
a shroud of snow upon the roof
a mark ten jaguar
he thought the man was fast asleep
silent, still and deep
both dead and cold
shot through
with bullet holes
the one armed bandit man
came north to fill his boots
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits
put your money in
pull the levers
watch them spin
cash cows in all the pubs
but he preferred the new nightclubs
nineteen sixty-seven
bandit men in birdcage heaven
la dolce vita, sixty-nine
all new to people of the tyne
who knows who did what
somebody made a call
they said his hands
were in the pot
that hed been skimming hauls
he picks up the swag
they gaily gave away
drives his giant jag
off to his big pay day
the bandit man
came north to fill his boots
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits
the bandit man
came up the great north road
up to geordieland
to mine
the mother lode
seams blew up or cracked
black diamonds came hard won
generations toiled and hacked
for a pittance and black lung
crushed by tub or stone
together
and alone
how the young and old
paid the price of coal
eighteen sixty-seven
my angels gone to heaven
hell be happy there
sunlight and sweet clean air
they gather round the glass
tough hewers and crutters
child trappers and putters
the little foals and half-marrows
who pushed
and pulled the barrows
the hod boys
and the rolleywaymen
5.15 a.m.
Chords:
im going to san bernardino
ring-&1072;-ding[Asus2]-ding [C]
milkshake mixers
thats my thing, now
these guys bought
a heap of my stuff
and i gotta see a good thing
sure enough, now
or my names not kroc
thats kroc with a k
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, yeah
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
the folks line up
all down the street
and im seeing this girl
devour her meat, now
and then i get it, wham
as clear as day
my pulse begins to hammer
and i hear a voice say:
these boys have
got this down
oughtta be a one of these
in every town
these boys have
got the touch
its clean as a whistle
and it dont cost much
wham, bam
you dont wait long
shake, fries
patty, youre gone
and how about that
friendly name?
heck, every little thing
oughtta stay the same
or my names not kroc
thats kroc with a k
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
you gentlemen
ought to expand
youre going to need
a helping hand, now
so, gentlemen
well, what about me?
well make a little
business history, now
or my names not kroc
call me ray
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
well we build it up
and i buy em out
but, man they made me
grind it out, now
they open up a new place
flipping meat
so i do, too
right across the street
i got the name
i need the town
they sell up in the end
and it all shuts down
sometimes you gotta
be an s.o.b.
you wanna make a dream
reality
competition?
send em south
if theyre gonna drown
put a hose in their mouth
do not pass go
go straight to hell
i smell that
meat hook smell
or my names not kroc
thats kroc with a k
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
Chords:
somebodys gotta crack
a whip around here
whos minding the store?
shake it up sell some beer
whats your
money maker for?
pay day
were packin em in
six-gun annie
and buffalo jill
but whos to say
theyll be back again
for a refill?
honey, you know the drill
aint no left turn
down sleepy time street
you gotta be fast
but you gotta stay loose
thinking
on your feet
slick as grass
through a goose
we gotta
rationalise
the payroll
is giving me chills
you and mes
getting organised
its kill or be killed
honey, you know the drill
well they can all look down
on sucker row
but they all forget
the tallest trees
from acorns grow
though they aint yet
i never look down
on a sucker stake
they all pay the bills
i never gave a sucker
an even break
and i never will
a beautiful vision
keeps coming to me
i see
a miracle mile
flying in
for free
service
with a smile
high rollers
fancy hotels
big time singers
topping the bill
you gotta have a feel
for the stuff that sells
call it a skill
honey, you know the drill
somebodys gotta crack
a whip around here
whos
minding the store?
shake it up
sell some beer
money walking
through the door
annies arriving
at a dangerous age
dont you
go getting ill
get another woman
up in the cage
who aint over the hill
honey, you know the drill
Chords:
G7addF
were taking on water
diesel and stores
laying up awhile
before im back on board
theyre patching her up
to go fishing again
theyre welding her rudder
scrubbing her keel
scars on her belly
need time to heal
in the dock
with the trawlermen
i know all the people
theres nobody new
soon well be leaving
with the same old crew
on the green water
the tumbling sea
they aint running
like the good old days
times just slipping
down the old slipways
in the dock
so dear to me
dark is the night
i need a guiding light
to keep me
from foundering
on the rocks
my only prayer
is just to see you there
at the end
of my wandering
back in the dock
i could use a layoff
getting my strength back
but theres a loan to pay off
and a few skipjack
so its a turnaround
back in the southerly wind
pirates coming in
to steal our gold
you can count yourself lucky
with a profit in the hold
in the dock
when we come in
dark is the night
i need a guiding light
to keep me
from foundering
on the rocks
my only prayer
is just to see you there
at the end
of my wandering
back in the dock
Chords:
around the time of clambake
movie number twenty-five
you and the lying dutchman
are still in overdrive
youre as strong as when you started
mississippi in your soul
you can still be marlon brando
and the king of rock and roll
it isnt just the records
no, you must have hollywood
the songs alone are not enough
that much is understood
youll soon be back in memphis
maybe then youll know what to do
the storylines theyre giving you
are just not ringing true
oh, its a ways to go
back to tupelo
oh, its a ways to go
back to tupelo
when youre young and beautiful
your dreams are all ideals
later on its not the same
lord, everything is real
sixteen hundred miles of highway
roll back to the truth
and a song to give your mother
in your first recording booth
around the time of clambake
that old dreams still rolling on
sometimes therell be the feeling
things are going wrong
the morning star is fading
lord, the mississippis cold
you can still be marlon brando
and the king of rock and roll
but its a ways to go
back to tupelo
Chords:
its the end of a perfect day
for surfer boys and girls
the suns dropping down in the bay
and falling off the world
theres a diamond in the sky
our evening star
in our shangri-la
get that fire burning strong
right here and right now
its here and then its gone
theres no secret, anyhow
we may never love again
to the music of guitars
in our shangri-la
tonight your beauty burns
into my memory
the wheel of heaven turns
above us endlessly
this is all the heaven weve got
right here where we are
in our shangri-la
this is all the heaven weve got
right here where we are
in our shangri-la
Chords:
i got shot off my horse
so what? im up again
and playing
in one of these
big saloons on main
you can come up here
take a look
around these sinners dens
youre only ever going to find
one or two real games
nobodys driving
me underground
not yet anyway
but either on the strip
or on the edge of town
everybody pays
everybody pays to play
yeah, you ought to stay
right where you are
in sawdust land
its probably the
safest place to be
with your
greasy little pork pies
and your shoestring hands
it makes
no difference to me
all those directions
which we never took
to go our different ways
who went and wrote
the oldest story in the book?
everybody pays
everybody pays to play
curl up inside
a boxcar dream
and disappear
with a couple
low roller friends
you were never one
for trouble
so get out of here
i knew the game
was dangerous back then
but nobodys breezing
through these swinging doors
just ups and walks away
everybody has to leave
some blood here on the floor
everybody pays
everybody pays to play
everybody pays
everybody pays to play
Chords:
so many mouths
to feed on the farm
sonny was the second
to the last one born
his mamma ran away
and his daddy beat him bad
and he grew up wild
good love he never had
he had a left
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
well he hung with the hoods
he wouldnt stroke the fans
but he had dynamite
in both his hands
boom bam
like the slammer door
the bell and the can
and the bodies on the floor
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
the writers didnt like him
the fight game jocks
with his lowlife backers
and his hands like rocks
they didnt want to have
a bogey man
they didnt like him
and he didnt like them
black cadillac
alligator boots
money in the pockets
of his sharkskin suits
some say the bear
took a flop
they couldnt believe it
when they saw him drop
he had a left
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
joe louis was his hero
he tried to be the same
but a criminal child
wears a ball and chain
so the civil rights people
didnt want him on the throne
and the hacks and the cops
wouldnt leave him alone
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
at the foot of his bed
with his feet on the floor
there was dope in his veins
and a pistol on the drawer
there was no investigation
as such
he hated needles
but he knew too much
criss-crossed
on his back
scars from his daddy
like slavery tracks
the second-last child
was the second-last king
never again was it the same
in the ring
he had a left
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
they never could be sure
about the day he was born
a motherless child
set to working on the farm
and they never could be sure
about the day he died
the bear was the king
they cast aside
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
Chords:
if im over the moon
its because im over you
a day at a time
and im tickety-boo
i dont carry on
the way i used to
whoop de doo
whoop de doo
if im doing great
its because when i get home
i dont go straight
to my answerphone
and the tears dont come
the way they used to
whoop de doo
whoop de doo
so many little things
are so much better now
they were only the little things
anyhow
if im over the moon
its because thats what i am
funny that once
i used to give a damn
and id do anything
in the whole wide world for you
whoop de doo
whoop de doo
anything
anything youd want me to
whoop de doo
whoop de doo
Chords:
one thing was leading to the next
i bit off more than i could chew
i had the power to sign the cheques
it wasnt difficult to do
i couldnt stay and face the music
so many reasons why
i wont be sending postcards
from paraguay
from paraguay
from paraguay
i robbed a bank full of dinero
a great big mountain of dough
so it was goodbye companero
and cheerio
i couldnt stay and face the music
so many reasons why
i wont be sending postcards
from paraguay
i never meant to be a cheater
but there was blood on the wall
i had to steal from peter
to pay what i owed to paul
i couldnt stay and face the music
so many reasons why
i wont be sending postcards
from paraguay
my darling girl
my darling girl
youre all that matters
in this wicked world
all that matters
all that matters
my darling boy
my darling boy
all of my sunshine
and all of my joy
youre all that matters
all that matters
well, i cant stop the pain
when it calls
im a man
and i cant stop the rain
when it falls, my darling
who can?
my darling girl
my darling girl
youre all that matters
in this wicked world
all that matters
all that matters
my darling friend
my darling friend
all weve got going
is love in the end
its all that matters
all that matters
brew the coffee in a bucket
double straight man and banjo
if you dont got the snake oil
buster, you dont got a show
who puts the doh-re-me
in our pockets
keeps the party going on?
its the man
who sells the potions
im just one who plays the songs
now they generally buys
the bigger size
they usually rub it in
i drank it once, it tasted
like grease and paraffin
its mostly alcohol, okay
you cant deny its strong
we was going through the motions
til the doctor came along
there stands the bottle
ladies and gentlemen
all these bottles
dont have to tell you, friends
these days miracles
dont come falling from the sky
raise your glasses to the doctor
to a stand up guy
when the monkeyshine is flying
and hes promising the cure
he says the french
for your lovesick blues
la maladie damour
he gets the chumps all laughing
but he gets a few to buy
heres to beefsteak
when youre hungry
and whiskey when youre dry
now the bandll blow their moolah
like sailors gone ashore
now were going to west helena
to gamble, drink and whore
lets you and me
all make whoopee
heres mud in your eye
heres to all the gals you ever want
and heaven when you die
there stands the bottle
ladies and gentlemen
all these bottles
dont have to tell you, friends
these days miracles
dont come falling from the sky
raise your glasses to the doctor
to a stand up guy
theres a big cheese with a cigar
been sizing up the show
he wants to get the doctor
pitching on the radio
i will make a switch to guitar
but the rules all still apply
they want to trust somebody
yeah, they want a stand up guy
there stands the bottle
heres to absent friends
all these bottles
dead soldiers in the end
these days miracles
dont come falling from the sky
raise your glasses to the doctor
to a stand up guy
to the doctor
a stand up guy
donegans gone
Licks:
Main Lick:
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Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Play that big grand coulee dam
Nobody loves like an irishman
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Lord, I'm just a rolling stone
Rock my soul I wanna go home
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
I think it's not a problem to play that solo, and i didn't tab it)
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
Stackalee and a gamblin' man
Rock my soul in the bosom of abraham
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
Time just goes on rolling by
Lord, I feel like I could cry
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
End
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dont often open up this floor
since i handed in my gun
what all these keys are for
now my tour of dutys done
you got to know the switches
now you got your turn
watch and learn, junior
watch and learn
now you will get your
trouble spots
heres one from
down voodoo way
bragged he had me
by the you-know-whats
very funny, you dont say
the big enchilada
stealing elections
had to go down there
trash collection
got his cojones
on my desk in there
made into a souvenir
set of cufflinks, nice pair
the rest of hims
someplace up here
sometimes you got to
put a shoulder to the door
not so fast, junior
listen to your pa
here, son
im handing over to you
dont crash the ambulance
whatever you do
what we have heres
a dung hole place
thought it was fly shit
on the map
fat bastard, ugly face
and the personal crap
you cant move the barriers
you cant mess with oil and gas
had to go down there
stick a couple
aircraft carriers
in his ass
fancy dress
medals chest
its all in here
for all the gigs
gas mask
bullet-proof vest
all the usual rigs
therell be things they missed
they didnt mention
youve even
got a whistle in there
for attracting attention
well, i think youre gonna
be okay, son
youve had the tour, i guess
these two buttons
by the way
this one i hope
you never press
some holy fool, just watch
whos not like you or me
that ones the whole
shooting match
right there
its the whole shitaree
we dont forget
who put us here, jack
thats page one
we talk soft
but carry a big stick
and pack the biggest gun
we dont like accidents
major or minor
you dont want yourself
an incident
dont ever invade china
here, son
im handing over to you
dont crash the ambulance
here, son
im handing over to you
dont crash the ambulance
whatever you do
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Readable chord sheet for Our Shangri-La by Mark Knopfler
[Gm7] [3x0002]
[D]
5.15 a.m.
snow laying all around [G]
a collier cycles home
from his night shift undergr[D]ound [A]
past the silent pub
primary school, workingmens club [Em]
on the road from the pithead
the churchyard p[G]acked
with mining d[D]ead
then beneath the bridge
he comes to a giant car
a shr[G]oud of snow upon the roof
a mark ten jagu[D]ar [A]
he thought the man was fast asleep
silent, still and deep [Em]
both dead and cold
shot thr[G]ough
with bullet h[D]oles [Gm7]
the one armed bandit man
came north to fill his boots [D]
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits [Gm7]
put your money in
pull the levers
watch them spin [D]
cash cows in all the pubs
but he preferred the new nigh[A]tclubs
nineteen sixty-seven
bandit men in birdcage heaven [Bm]
la dolce vita, sixty-nine
all n[G]ew to people of the tyne [D] [A]
[D]who knows who did what
somebody made a call
they s[G]aid his hands
were in the pot
that hed been skimming h[D]auls [A]
he picks up the swag
they gaily gave away [Em]
drives his giant jag
off t[G]o his big pay d[D]ay [Gm7]
the bandit man
came north to fill his boots [D]
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits [Gm7]
the bandit man
came up the great north road [D]
up to geordieland
to mine
the mother lode [A]
[A]
[D]
seams blew up or cracked
black diamonds came hard won [G]
generations toiled and hacked
for a pittance and black l[D]ung [A]
crushed by tub or stone
together
and alone [Em]
how the young and old
paid the pr[G]ice of c[D]oal [A]
eighteen sixty-seven
my angels gone to heaven [Bm]
hell be happy there [G]
sunlight and sweet clean air [D] [A]
[D]
they gather round the glass
tough hewers and crutters [Bm]
child trappers and putters
the little foals [Em]and half-ma[A]rrows [Em]
who pushed
and pulled the b[A]arrows [Em]
the hod boys
and the r[G]olleywaymen [D]
5.15 a.m.
Chords:
[Asus2] [x02200]
[G6] [320000]
[Em] [G6] [Asus2] [C]
[Em] [G6] [C]
im going to s[Em]an bernardino
r[G6]ing-&
m[Em]ilkshake mixers
th[G6]ats my thing, now [C]
th[Em]ese guys bought
a h[G6]eap of my stuff [Asus2] [C]
and i g[Em]otta see a good thing
s[G6]ure enough, now [C]
or my n[Em]ames not kroc
thats kr[G6]oc with a k [Asus2] [C]
like cr[Em]ocodile
but not sp[G6]elled that way, y[C]eah
its d[Em]og eat dog
r[G6]at eat rat [Asus2] [C]
[Em]
kroc-style
boom, like that
the folks line up
all down the street
and im seeing this girl
devour her meat, now
and then i get it, wham
as clear as day
my pulse begins to hammer
and i hear a voice say:
th[Em]ese boys have
got this down
o[C]ughtta be a one of these
in [D]every town [Em]
these boys have
got the touch
its cl[C]ean as a whistle
and it d[D]ont cost much [Em]
wham, bam
you dont wait long
sh[C]ake, fries
p[D]atty, youre gone [Em]
and how about that
friendly name?
heck, [C]every little thing
oughtta st[D]ay the same
or my[Em] names not kroc
thats kroc with a k
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
you gentlemen
ought to expand
youre going to need
a helping hand, now
so, gentlemen
well, what about me?
well make a little
business history, now
or my names not kroc
call me ray
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
well we build it up
and i buy em out
but, man they made me
grind it out, now
they open up a new place
flipping meat
so i do, too
right across the street
i got the name
i need the town
they sell up in the end
and it all shuts down
sometimes you gotta
be an s.o.b.
you wanna make a dream
reality
competition?
send em south
if theyre gonna drown
put a hose in their mouth
do not pass go
go straight to hell
i smell that
meat hook smell
or my names not kroc
thats kroc with a k
like crocodile
but not spelled that way, now
its dog eat dog
rat eat rat
kroc-style
boom, like that
Chords:
[A5] [x022xx]
[F5] [1x32xx]
[G5] [3x00xx]
[D5] [xx023x]
[A5]
somebodys gotta crack
a whip around here
who[A5]s [G] m[A5]ind[F#]ing the store? [F5]
shake it up sell some beer
whats your
money m[G5]aker for?
p[A5]ay day
were packin em in
six-gun [A5]ann[G]ie
and b[A5]uff[F#]alo jill
but wh[D5]os to s[A5]ay
theyll be b[G]ac[G]k ag[F5]ain [C/G]
for a r[F5]efill?
h[C/G]oney, you know the dr[F5]ill
[C/G] [F5] [C/G] [F5] [A5]
aint no left turn
down sleepy time street
you gotta be fast
but you gotta stay loose
thinking
on your feet
slick as grass
through a goose
we gotta
rationalise
the payroll
is giving me chills
you and mes
getting organised
its kill or be killed
honey, you know the drill
well they c[G5]an all look down
on s[C/G]ucker row [G5]
but they all forg[C/G]et
the t[G5]allest trees
from [C/G]acorns grow
though th[F5]ey aint y[G5]et
i never look down
on a s[C/G]ucker stake [G5]
they all pay the b[C/G]ills
i n[G5]ever gave a sucker
an [C/G]even break [F5]
and i never w[G5]ill
a b[A5]eautiful vision
keeps coming to me
i see
a miracle mile
flying in
for free
service
with a smile
high rollers
fancy hotels
big time singers
topping the bill
you gotta have a feel
for the stuff that sells
call it a skill
honey, you know the drill
somebodys gotta crack
a whip around here
whos
minding the store?
shake it up
sell some beer
money walking
through the door
annies arriving
at a dangerous age
dont you
go getting ill
get another woman
up in the cage
who aint over the hill
honey, you know the drill
Chords:
G7addF [323001]
[Am]
were taking on water
d[D]iesel and stores
l[G]aying up awhile
before im b[C]ack on board
theyre p[Am]atching her up
to go fishing ag[D]ain [G]
th[Am]eyre welding her rudder
scr[D]ubbing her keel
sc[G]ars on her belly
need t[C]ime to heal
in the d[Am]ock
with the trawlerm[B7]en
i know all the people
theres nobody new
soon well be leaving
with the same old crew
on the green water
the tumbling sea
they aint running
like the good old days
times just slipping
down the old slipways
in the dock
so dear to me
[Am]
dark is the n[D]ight [G]
i need a g[Em]uiding light
to k[G]eep me
from f[Em]oundering
on the r[D]ocks [Am]
my only pr[D]ayer [G]
is just to s[Em]ee you there
at the [G]end
of my[D] wandering
back in the d[G]ock [G7add] [F]
[C] [Am] [D] [Bm] [F]
[Em] [B7] [F] [Em]
i could use a layoff
getting my strength back
but theres a loan to pay off
and a few skipjack
so its a turnaround
back in the southerly wind
pirates coming in
to steal our gold
you can count yourself lucky
with a profit in the hold
in the dock
when we come in
dark is the night
i need a guiding light
to keep me
from foundering
on the rocks
my only prayer
is just to see you there
at the end
of my wandering
back in the dock
Chords:
[Cm7] [x32000]
[Am]
around the time of clambake
movie number twenty-five
you and the lying dutchman
are still in overdrive
youre as strong as when you started
mississippi in your soul
you can still be marlon brando
and the k[G]ing of rock and r[Am]oll
it isnt just the records
no, you must have hollywood
the songs alone are not enough
that much is understood
youll soon be back in memphis
maybe then youll know what to do
the storylines theyre giving you
are j[G]ust not ringing tr[Am]ue [Am/G]
oh, its a ways[F] to go [Dm] [F] [G] [C]
back to tupelo[F] [Dm] [F] [G] [C7]
oh, its a way[F]s to go [Dm] [F] [G] [C]
back to tupelo[F] [Dm] [F] [G]
[Dm] [G] [Cm7] [F]
[Dm] [G] [Cm7] [F]
[Dm] [G]
[Am]
when youre young and beautiful
your dreams are all ideals
later on its not the same
lord, everything is real
sixteen hundred miles of highway
roll back to the truth
and a song to give your mother
in your first recording booth
around the time of clambake
that old dreams still rolling on
sometimes therell be the feeling
things are going wrong
the morning star is fading
lord, the mississippis cold
you can still be marlon brando
and the king of rock and roll
but its a ways to go
back to tupelo
Chords:
[Esus2] [022200]
[E] [Esus2] [E] [F#m] [A] [E]
its the end of a perfect day
for s[F#m]urfer boys and girls
the s[A]uns dropping down in the bay
and f[E]alling off the w[B]orld
theres a d[E]iamond in the sky
our[F#m] evening star
in [A]our shangr[E]i-la [B]
get that fire burning strong
right here and right now
its here and then its gone
theres no secret, anyhow
we may never love again
to the music of guitars
in our shangri-la
t[A]onight your beauty burns [Abm]
into my[F#] memory [F#m]
the wheel of heaven turns [A]
above us endlessly
this is [E]all the heaven weve got
r[F#m]ight here where we are
in [A]our shangri[E]-la [B]
[E] [F#m] [A] [E] [B]
this is all the heaven weve got
right here where we are
in our shangri-la
Chords:
[Em7] [021100]
[Asus2] [x02200]
[E] [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7] [A]
[E] [B] [A] [E] [B] [E] [A]
i got sh[E]ot off my horse [Em7]
so what? im [A]up again [Asus2]
and pl[A]aying
in one of these
big saloons on m[E]ain [Em7]
you can come u[A]p here
t[B]ake a look
around these s[E]inners dens [Em7]
youre [A]only ever going to find
one or two r[B]eal games [B]
[F#m]
nobodys dr[F#m]ivin[E]g
me un[B]derground [F#m]
n[F#m]ot y[E]et anyw[B]ay [A] [B]
but [E]either on the strip [Em7]
or on[A] the edge of town [Asus2]
[A]everybody pays [Asus2]
everybody pays to pl[E]ay
[E] [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
yeah, you ought to stay [Em7]
right where you are
in[A] sawdust land [Asus2]
its pr[A]obably the
safest place to b[E]e [Em7]
with your
gr[A]easy little p[B]ork pies
and your sh[E]oestring hands [Em7] [A]
it makes
no difference to m[B]e [F#m]
all those dir[F#m]ecti[E]ons
which we n[B]ever took [F#m]
to g[F#m]o ou[E]r different w[B]ays [A] [B]
who w[E]ent and wrote
the [Em7]oldest story[A] in the book? [Asus2]
[A]everybody pays [Asus2]
everybody pays to pl[E]ay
[E] [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7] [A]
[E] [B]
[Bm] [C#] [F#m] [B]
[Em] [A] [D] [F#]
[Bm] [C#] [F#m] [B]
[Em] [D] [C] [B]
c[E]url up inside
a b[Em7]oxcar dream[A]
and disappear [Asus2] [A]
with a couple
low roller fri[E]ends [Em7]
you were n[A]ever one
for tr[B]ouble
so get [E]out of here [Em7]
i kn[A]ew the game
was dangerous back th[B]en [F#m]
but nobodys br[F#m]eezi[E]ng
through these sw[B]inging doors [F#m]
just [F#m]ups [E]and walks [B]away [A] [B]
[E]everybody has to l[Em7]eave
some bl[A]ood here on the floor [Asus2]
[A]everybody pays [Asus2]
everybody pays to pl[E]ay [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7]
[A]everybody pays [Asus2]
everybody pays to pl[E]ay
[E] [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7] [A]
[E] [B] [A] [E] [B] [E] [A]
[E] [Em7] [C#m] [C#m7] [A]
[E] [B] [A] [E] [B] [E] [A]
Chords:
[A5] [x022xx]
[A7] [x05655]
[Am6] [x04555]
s[A5]o many mouths
to feed on the farm
sonny was the second
to the last one born
his mamma ran away
and his daddy beat him bad
and he grew up wild
good love he never had
he had a left
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
well he hung with the hoods
he wouldnt stroke the fans
but he had dynamite
in both his hands
boom bam
like the slammer door
the bell and the can
and the bodies on the floor
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
s[A5]onn[G]ys going down
for m[A5]ile[F#]s and miles
s[A5]onn[F]ys going down
for miles and miles [A5]
the writers didnt like him
the fight game jocks
with his lowlife backers
and his hands like rocks
they didnt want to have
a bogey man
they didnt like him
and he didnt like them
bl[D5]ack cadillac
alligator boots
m[A5]oney in the pockets
of his sharkskin suits
s[A7]ome say the bear
t[Am6]ook a flop
they c[A7]ouldnt believe it
when they saw him drop
he had a l[A5]eft
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
joe louis was his hero
he tried to be the same
but a criminal child
wears a ball and chain
so the civil rights people
didnt want him on the throne
and the hacks and the cops
wouldnt leave him alone
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
at the foot of his bed
with his feet on the floor
there was dope in his veins
and a pistol on the drawer
there was no investigation
as such
he hated needles
but he knew too much
criss-crossed
on his back
scars from his daddy
like slavery tracks
the second-last child
was the second-last king
never again was it the same
in the ring
he had a left
like henrys hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
they never could be sure
about the day he was born
a motherless child
set to working on the farm
and they never could be sure
about the day he died
the bear was the king
they cast aside
beware the bears in town
somebodys money says
the bears going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
sonnys going down
for miles and miles
Chords:
[D9] [x5455x]
[E9] [x7677x]
if im over the m[E]oon [Ab7]
its because im [C#m]over you
a day at a t[D9]ime [Ab7]
and im tickety-[C#m]boo [E9]
i dont carry [A]on [Ab7]
the way i[C#m] used to [A7]
whoop de d[E/B]oo [B]
whoop de d[E]oo
if im doing gr[E]eat [Ab7]
its because when [C#m]i get home
i dont go str[D9]aight [Ab7]
to my a[C#m]nswerphone [E9]
and the tears dont c[A]ome[Ab7]
the way they [C#m]used to [A7]
whoop de d[E/B]oo [B]
whoop de d[E]oo
[D7]
so many little things
are so much b[E]etter now [C]
they were only the l[Am]ittle things [B]
anyhow
if im over the m[E]oon [Ab7]
its because thats wh[C#m]at i am
funny that [D9]once [Ab7]
i used to g[C#m]ive a damn [E9]
and id do anyth[A]ing[Ab7]
in the whole [C#m]wide world for you [A7]
whoop de d[E/B]oo [B]
whoop de d[C#m]oo [F#7]
[E]anything [Ab7]
anything y[C#m]oud want me to [D7/C]
whoop de d[E/B]oo [B]
whoop de d[E]oo
Chords:
[Dsus2] [xx0230]
[Em6] [34200x]
[Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [Em] [G] [B7] [F#]
[Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [B7] [F#] [Em]
[G]
[G/f#] [Em] [Em/D] [C]
one thing was leading to the next
i bit off m[G]ore than i could ch[D]ew [Dsus2] [D] [G]
[G/f#] [Em] [Em/D] [Em6]
i had the power to sign the cheques
it wasnt difficult to d[D]o
i couldnt st[Dsus2]ay and[C] face the mus[Bm]ic [Em] [C]
so m[G]any reasons wh[D]y
i w[Dsus2]ont b[C]e sending p[B]ostc[Em]ards [C]
from paragu[G]ay
from parag[D]uay [B7] [F#]
from parag[Em]uay [G] [B7] [F#] [Em]
[Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [B7] [F#] [Em]
i robbed a bank full of dinero
a great big mountain of dough
so it was goodbye companero
and cheerio
i couldnt stay and face the music
so many reasons why
i wont be sending postcards
from paraguay
[Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [Em] [G] [B7] [F#] [Em] [B7] [F#] [Em]
[C] [C] [G] [G] [G] [C] [C] [C] [G] [B7] [B7] [Em] [B7] [Em]
i never meant to be a cheater
but there was blood on the wall
i had to steal from peter
to pay what i owed to paul
i couldnt stay and face the music
so many reasons why
i wont be sending postcards
from paraguay
[A] [Em] [A] [A] [A] [Em] [A] [D]
my darling g[D]irl
my darling girl
youre all that matters
in th[D7]is wicked w[G]orld
all that m[A7]atters
all that m[G]atters [A7]
my darling b[D]oy
my darling boy
all of my s[D7]unshine
and all of my j[G]oy
youre all that m[A7]atters
all that m[D]atters
well, i cant stop the p[D]ain
when it c[G]alls
im a m[A7]an
and i cant stop the r[F#]ain
when it f[Bm]alls, my d[G]arling
who c[A7]an? [Em] [A7]
my darling girl
my darling girl
youre all that matters
in this wicked world
all that matters
all that matters
my darling friend
my darling friend
all weve got going
is love in the end
its all that matters
all that matters
[D/A] [A] [D/A] [A] [E] [A]
brew the coffee in a bucket
double straight man [A/C#]and banj[D]o
if you dont got the sn[A]ake oil
buster, y[D]ou dont got a sh[E]ow
who puts the d[A]oh-re-m[E]e
in our p[A]ockets
keeps the party g[A/C#]oing [D]on?
its the man
who sells the p[A]otions
im just [E]one who plays the s[A]ongs
now they g[E]enerally buys
the bigger size
they [A]usually rub it in
[C#]i dr[D]ank it once, it t[A]asted
like gr[D]ease and paraff[E]in
its m[A]ostly [E]alcoh[A]ol, okay
you cant d[A/C#]eny its str[D]ong
we was going through the m[A]otions
til the d[E]octor came [A]along
there stands the b[C#m]ottle [D]
ladies and g[A]entlemen [D]
all these b[A]ottles [D]
dont have to t[E]ell you, friends
th[A]ese d[E]ays m[A]iracles
dont come falling[A/C#] from the sk[D]y
raise your glasses to the d[A]octor [D]
to a st[A]and [E]up g[A]uy
[D/A] [A] [D/A] [A] [E] [A]
when the monkeyshine is flying
and hes promising the cure
he says the french
for your lovesick blues
la maladie damour
he gets the chumps all laughing
but he gets a few to buy
heres to beefsteak
when youre hungry
and whiskey when youre dry
now the bandll blow their moolah
like sailors gone ashore
now were going to west helena
to gamble, drink and whore
lets you and me
all make whoopee
heres mud in your eye
heres to all the gals you ever want
and heaven when you die
there stands the bottle
ladies and gentlemen
all these bottles
dont have to tell you, friends
these days miracles
dont come falling from the sky
raise your glasses to the doctor
to a stand up guy
theres a big cheese with a cigar
been sizing up the show
he wants to get the doctor
pitching on the radio
i will make a switch to guitar
but the rules all still apply
they want to trust somebody
yeah, they want a stand up guy
there stands the bottle
heres to absent friends
all these bottles
dead soldiers in the end
these days miracles
dont come falling from the sky
raise your glasses to the doctor
to a stand up guy
to the doctor
a stand up guy
donegans gone
Licks:
Main Lick:
[D]
e|0------------/4--------|0------------/4--------|
B|-----0--------------0--|-----0--------------0--|
G|-----0-----------------|-----0-----------------|
D|-----0-----------0-----|-----0-----------0-----|
A|-----------------------|-----------------------|
E|0---------0------------|0---------0------------|
Chord [Bm]: Chord [Dsus4]:
e|---------0--------|-----------------0----------|
B|---------2--------|-----------------0----------|
G|---------0--------|-----------------1----------|
D|---------0--------|-----------------2----------|
A|---------2--------|-----------------0----------|
E|------------------|----------------------------|
Chord [D/A]: Chord [D/F#]: Chord [D/G]:
e|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------|
B|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------|
G|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------|
D|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------|
A|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------|
E|------------------|------4--|-----------5------|
Donegan's g[D]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
G[D]one, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Pl[D]ay that big grand c[D/F#]oulee d[D/G]am
N[D/A]obody loves like an irishman
G[Bm]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
Donegan's g[D]one
Main Lick
Donegan's g[D]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
G[D]one, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
L[D]ord, I'm just a r[D/F#]olling st[D/G]one
R[D/A]ock my soul I wanna go home
G[Bm]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
Donegan's g[D]one
I think it's not a problem to play that solo, and i didn't tab it)
Donegan's g[D]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
St[D]ackalee and a g[D/F#]amblin' m[D/G]an
R[D/A]ock my soul in the bosom of abraham
G[Bm]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
Donegan's g[D]one
Main Lick
Donegan's g[D]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
T[D]ime just goes on r[D/F#]olling b[D/G]y
L[D/A]ord, I feel like I could cry
G[Bm]one, Lonnie D[Dsus4]onegan
Donegan's g[D]one
Main Lick
[End]
Slide from any fret ~~
e|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
B|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
G|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
D|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
A|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
E|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
[Am]dont often open up this floor [E]
since i handed in my gun
what all these keys are for [Am]
now my tour of dutys done [Am/G] [F]
you got to kn[F/E]ow the switches
n[Dm]ow you got your turn [Dm/C] [Dm/B]
watch and learn, junior [E]
watch and learn [Am]
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
now y[Am]ou will get your
trouble spots [E]
heres one from
down voodoo way
bragged he had me
by the you-know-whats [Am]
very funny, y[Am/G]ou dont say [F]
the big enchil[F/E]ada [Dm]
stealing el[Dm/C]ections [Dm/B]
had to go down there [E]
trash collection [F]
got his cojones
on my de[E]sk in there [Am]
made into a souvenir [Am/G] [F]
set of cufflinks[E], nice pair
the r[Am]est of hims
someplace up h[Am/G]ere [F]
sometimes you g[F/E]ot to
put a sh[Dm]oulder to the door
n[C]ot so fast, junior [E]
listen to your pa
h[F]ere, son [F/E]
im handing [Dm]over to you
d[C]ont crash the ambulance [G] [E]
whatever you d[Am]o
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
wh[Am]at we have heres
a dung hole place [E]
thought it was fly shit
on the map
fat bastard, ugly face [Am]
and the personal crap [Am/G] [F]
you cant move the b[F/E]arriers
you cant m[Dm]ess with oil and gas[Dm/C] [Dm/B]
had to go down there
stick a couple [E]
aircraft carriers
in his ass
f[F]ancy dress
m[E]edals chest
its [Am]all in here
for all the gigs [Am/G] [F]
gas mask
b[E]ullet-proof vest [Am]
all the usual rigs [Am/G] [F]
therell be things they m[F/E]issed [Dm]
they didnt m[Dm/C]ention [Dm/B]
youve even
got a whistle in there [E]
for attracting attention [Am]
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
w[Am]ell, i think youre gonna
be okay, son[E]
youve had the tour, i guess
these two buttons
by the way
th[Am]is one i hope
you n[Am/G]ever press [F]
some holy fo[F/E]ol, just watch
whos n[Dm]ot like you or me [Dm/C] [Dm/B]
that ones the whole
shooting match
right there [E]
its the whole shitaree
we d[Am]ont forget
who put us here, jack [E]
thats page one
we talk soft
but carry a big stick [Am]
and pack the biggest gun [Am/G] [F]
we dont like [F/E]accidents [Dm]
major or minor
you dont w[C]ant yourself
an incident [E]
dont ever invade china
h[F]ere, son [F/E]
im handing [Dm]over to you
d[C]ont crash the ambulance [G] [E]
h[F]ere, son [F/E]
im handing [Dm]over to you
d[C]ont crash the ambulance [G] [E]
whatever you d[Am]o
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]
[Am] [F] [E] [E/B] [Am] [F] [E] [E] [B]