Marrakech

        D       Em              
They found us in the courtyard 
Bm      G               Em
at our table in the shade
        D       A               
We toasted our last few moments 
Em              G
and then the end came
        D       Em              
They took us back to the 
Bm      G               Em
airstrip, in a beaten up old car
        D       A               
And we rattled avross the 
Em              G
African scrubland in silence
        E               G       E
Our hands locked together in cold
               G
 steel cuffs
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        E                       G
Sometimes I wish it was still that 
way...

Bridge:         D       A       B2

...


Remark: B2 is equivalent to Bm with 
the little finger not being used.
The complete lyrics you find on the 
album "Impurity" by NMA.

This song is one of my favorites.
Please mail comments, corrections, 
info's or other songs to
un3g@rzstud1.rz.uni-karlsruhe.de or 
s_bohn@iraul1.ira.uka.de
Looking forward to feedback of 
(nearly) all kind!