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Pink Floyd
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G A Bb C D E|----0----2----3----5----7----| B|----0----2----3----5----7----| G|----0----2----3----5----7----| D|----0----2----3----5----7----| A|----0----2----3----5----7----| E|----0----2----3----5----7----|[Intro]E|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- B|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- G|----0----0----4----x----x----5----x----x----7----x----x----9----x----x----11---x----12s0---- D|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- A|----0----0----4----x----x----5----x----x----7----x----x----9----x----x----11---x----12s0---- E|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0-------C Bb Bb [Verse 1]G C Bb Bb You say the hill's too steep to climbG C Bb Bb Climb itG C Bb Bb You say you'd like to see me tryContinúa después del anuncioG C Bb Bb ClimbingA D You pick the place and I'll choose the timeG C And I’ll climb that hill in my own wayG C Just wait awhile for the right dayG C And as I rise above the tree line and the cloudsD C G I'll look down hear the sounds of the things you said today [Instrumental]E|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- B|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- G|----0----0----4----x----x----5----x----x----7----x----x----9----x----x----11---x----12s0---- D|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0------- A|----0----0----4----x----x----5----x----x----7----x----x----9----x----x----11---x----12s0---- E|----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0----0-------C Bb Bb [Verse 2] Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd Smiling. Merciless the magistrate turns round Frowning. And who’s the fool who wears the crown? No doubt, In your own way And every day is the right day And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow You look down, hear the sound of the faces in the crowd.