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Take A Long Line

The Angels
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
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
Take
  long line
Take  a long line  x 2
With 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
 Bass rises rather than decending at end:
With him
x2
x2
 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

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Readable chord sheet for Take A Long Line by The Angels

[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

[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

Bass rises rather than decending at end:
[E/F#] [E/G#]With [A]him

[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

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