The Tourist

This is the A I play     C#m       B       E       This is the normal A

E|--0--| --4--     --2--    --0-- 
B|--0--| --5--     --4--    --0-- 
G|--2--| --6--     --4--    --1-- 
D|--2--| --6--     --4--    --2-- 
A|--0--| --4--     --2--    --2-- 
E|--0--| --x--     --x--    --0-- 

E|         --0--| 
B|         --2--| 
G|         --2--| 
D|         --2--| 
A|         --0--| 
E|         --0--| 



Capo-8
Intro : C#m,B, A x2

C#m           B
She said she hated tourists
        A
But she wanted to travel the world.
C#m               B
Said the best things in life were 
free
         A
And then worked all day to feed 
herself.
          C#m             B
She said, you never know what you 
got until it's gone
           A
And she complained about the rain 
like she'd never seen the sun.
         C#m                  B
She said good things come to those 
who wait
          A
And then she waited four hours for a
 cancelled train.

She said:
E
You try and catch me
A
I'll never stop running.
C#m                              
With a pound in my pocket and my 
B             A
life inside a bag.
E
You try and catch me
A
I know where I'm going
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C#m                            
I'll be half way round the world 
   B                        A
before you even know I'm gone
She said I'm moving on.

C#m,B,A

C#m                     B
She fell in love with a book once;
A
Fell in love with the page.
C#m                        B
She fell in love with the author
A
Didn't remember his name.
              C#m                
She read your soul weighs nothing 
        B
but a lump in your throat
A
The one's you see less are the one's
 you love most.
C#m                        B     
So she burnt that book and flew 
            A
down to the coast.

She said:
E
You try and catch me
A
I'll never stop running.
C#m                            
With a pound in my pocket and my 
   B             A
life inside a bag.
E
You try and catch me
A
I know where I'm going
C#m                            
I'll be half way round the world 
   B                        A
before you even know I'm gone
She said I'm moving on.

E,C#m,B x4

E
So she's sitting on a train with her
 bags at her feet
Stories entertain every pair of ears
 that she meets.
C#m                    B
She's got gold in her soul.
E
What she wants, nobody knows.
E
She's got two right feet and a bag 
full of clothes.
C#m                    B
She's got gold in her soul.
E
Going nowhere slowly and that's what
 she needs
She's on the right track to where 
she'd rather be.
C#m                    B
She's got gold in her so-oul.

E
You try and catch me
A
I'll never stop running.
C#m                              
With a pound in my pocket and my 
B              A
life inside a bag.
E
You try and catch me
A
I know where I'm going
C#m                            
I'll be half way round the world 
   B                        A
before you even know I'm gone
She said I'm moving on.