Whisky Saga

The Fratellis

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Tono:
Intro:
(A C G E) 2x
E
(A C G E) 4x
F C Well here lie the remains
E F Of every girl I've loved
F C The princesses of heaven and hell
E F Who thought they knew me well
F C There goes my wishbone
E F It calms my crooked friend
F C Screaming he knew I was dead
E True right down to the end
A G I was in a fury with a judge and
D with a jury
A G D You could tell I was a wicked man
A Well there was no one on the wall
G D But the stupid and the small
A But they always do the best they
G D can
(A C G E) 4x
F C Well here lies mother Brown
E F She always looked so young
F C I was never too easy to please
E F Always on my knees
F C Well there goes my last hope
E F Here comes my bullet train
F C Shooting the hole in my head
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E On the wrong right side of my brain
A I was getting ready
G D I was shaking, I was steady
A G D I was pleading to be left alive
A Well I was digging for the gold
G D Just waiting to be told
A G That my cheating heart would
D survive
A G I was in a fury with a judge and
D with a jury
A G D You could tell I was a wicked man
A Well there was no one on the wall
G D But the stupid and the small
A But they always do the best they
G D can (solo)
(A C G E) 4x
F C E Well here lie the remains of
F saving lady death
F C Her old man streamed up in a hole
E F Another uneven soul
F C There goes my last wish
E F Here comes my audience
F C Pitchforks pointing my way
E And it's no coincidence
A G I was in a bind of the body and
D the mind
A G And my mother was the last to
D know
A When I told her I was runnin'
G D I was better off a'gone
A G And she never even said no, no,
D no, no, no
A G I was never thick but the fall
D wouldn't click
A G D So I never had the best excuse
A You couldn't say that I was best
G D So they put me to the test
A G D With a never ending soul abuse
A G I was in a fury with a judge and
D with a jury
A G D You could tell I was a wicked man
A Well there was no one on the wall
G D But the stupid and the small
A But they always do the best they
G D can
A I was getting ready
G D I was shaking, I was steady
A G D I was pleading to be left alive
A Well I was digging for the gold
G D Just waiting to be told
A G That my cheating heart would
D survive
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Composición: Jon Fratelli

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