Home For A Rest
Spirit Of The West
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From: * (Moore Kevin J) HOME FOR A REST Written by Kelly/Mann INTRO: - played with quick even notesAm GC Fe|----------------------------|-- b|--1-----0-1----3-----1-3----|-- g|----2-------0----0-------0--|-- d|------2------------0--------|-- a|--0------------2------------|-- e|----------------------------|-- e|0-----1-3----1-----3-1-----| b|--1-------1----1-------1---| g|----0------------2---------| d|2------------3-------------| a|---------------------------| e|---------------------------|C GCe|--0----------------0-3------|-- b|----1---3-1----3-------3----|-- g|------0-----0----0-------0--|-- d|--2-------------------------|-- a|---------------2------------|-- e|----------------------------|-- e|---------------------------| b|1---1---1----1-------------| g|--2---0---0--0-------------| d|3---2---0------------------| a|-------------3-------------| e|---------------------------|This Intro is played once then along with the chorusAm G You'll have to excuse me,C F I'm not at my bestC G I've been gone for a monthC I've been drunk since I leftAm G These so called vacationsC F Will soon be my deathC G I'm so sick from the drinkContinúa después del anuncioC I need home for a rest ... Then it breaks into a verse with fast paced chords:Am G We arrived in December andC F London was coldC G So we stayed in the barsC G Along Charing Cross RoadAm G We never saw nothin' butC F brass taps and oakC G Kept the shine on the barC With the sleeves of ourG coats Chorus:G You'll have to excuse me,C G I'm not at my bestC F I've been gone for a weekC G I've been drunk since I leftG These so-called vacationsC G Will soon be my deathC F I'm so sick from the drinkG C I need home for a rest ... Verse #2 Euston Station the train journey north In the buffet car we lurched back and forth Past odd crooked dykes Through Yorkshire's green fields We were flung into dance As the train jigged and reeled Chorus Verse #3 By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets A rare old perfume so seductive and sweet She'd tease us and flirt as the pubs all closed down Then walk us on home and deny us a round Chorus Verse #4 The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb And the spirits we drank like a ghost in the room I'm knackered again, come on please take me soon And don't lift up my head 'till the twelve bells at noon Chorus KM