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Jethro Tull - Aqualung chords
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Capo at 2nd, transpose +2,(or leave like this to sing with baritones!) ask if you want chord fingering help. (for the main riff "R1" - see the other tabs - this will give you the timing for the vocals with the chord changes at beginning and end...) R1 R1 Bb C D R2 Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent R1 Bb C D R2 Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, aqualung R1 Bb C D R2 Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run, aqualung R1 Bb C D R2 Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Whoa, aqualung Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely, taking time the only way he knows Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end, he goes down to the bog and warms his feet Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Feeling alone, the army's up the road, salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy, you poor old sod you see it's only me [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/j/jethro-tull/353163.html ] Em D Em Do you still remember, December's foggy freeze? Em D Em When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony Em D A And you snatch your rattling last breathes, with deep-sea-diver-sounds Am Em D Dsus2 D And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely, taking time the only way he knows Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end, he goes down to the bog and warms his feet Em D A Am Em D Dsus2 D Feeling alone, the army's up the road, salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea Em D A Am Em D Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy, you poor old sod you see it's only me R1 Bb C D R2 Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent R1 Bb C D R2 Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, aqualung R1 Bb C D R2 Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run, aqualung R1 Bb C D R2 Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck, whoa, aqualung  |