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Tried another one without capo. Dm(maj7) = xx0221 Dm Dmmaj7 Pennies from heaven, don't make me laugh Dm7 Dm6 Here all you'll get is the pattering rain Bb F C Or yon two crows up over the hill looking for winterkill Dm Dmmaj7 Always at your boots, the mud behind the byre Dm7 Dm6 Bb With its clammy hold, would mock you up a grave F C Here in the mire of a wrecked sheepfold F Bb And all you'll bring to this is muscle and grit F Bb Persistence, that's just about it F Bb What made you think there'd be a living in sheep? F Bb F Bb Eat, work, eat, work and sleep Dm Dmmaj7 Duck under the eaves of the bothy Dm7 Dm6 To sit here, caged by rain Bb F C Somewhere to go conjure a next move when I have to think again Dm Dmmaj7 The dog lifts his gaze to plead Dm7 Dm6 Believes the wizard has a magic stick Bb F C Leans his weight into my tweed I give an unholy hand to lick [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/m/mark-knopfler/327870.html ] F Bb I take a swig of sheep dip from my flask F Bb And once again I ask F Bb What made you think there'd be a living in sheep? F Bb F Bb Eat, work, eat, work and sleep | Dm F | C | C | Am | | Dm | Am | Am C | Dm | | Dm | Dm | Dm | Dm Dmmaj7 They were at this game two hundred years ago Dm7 Dm6 Had thirty ways of dying young poor souls Bb F C Laid to rest in their soggy rows rain on their holy books Dm Dmmaj7 Blood and whisky on the tongue Dm7 Dm6 And no-one watching over anyone Bb F C No-one left but your stubborn one and the crows and rooks F Bb F Bb Ah, the dying young - well I'm not done F Bb You watch me and I'll watch thee F Bb I can still work for two men and drink for three F Bb And I raise my flask to the clearing skies F Bb To you, sweepers you carrion spies F Bb To scavenge and survive F Bb If you can do it so can I | Dm F | C | C | Am | | Dm | Am | Am C | Dm | | Gsus2 | |