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Mark Knopfler - Kill to Get Crimson Album Tab by Foma' fffoma@gmail.com ___________________________________________________________________________ 1 - True Love Will Never Fade Tuning: Standart Capo: No C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C True love will never fade F I wonder if there's no forever C No walking hand in hand Dm G Down a yellow brick road C To never never land F These days I get to where I'm going C Make it there eventually Dm G Follow the trail of breadcrumbs F G To where I'm meant to be C To where I'm meant to be F I don't know what brought you to me C That was up to you Dm G There's so many come to see me C Who want their own tattoo F I fixed a needle in a holder C Laid my hand upon your spine Dm G And there upon your shoulder C I drew the picture as your sign Dm G When I think about us C Am I see the picture that we made F G The picture to remind us F G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C True love will never fade C / F / F / C / C / Dm / G / C F I worked the rowdies and daytrippers C Now and then I think of you Dm G Any which way we're all shufflin' C Forward in the queue F They like to move my operation C They like to get me off the pier Dm G And I dream I'm on a steamer C Pullin' out of here Dm G When I think about us C Am I see a picture that we made F G The picture to remind us F G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm G True love will never fade C F True love will never fade Dm / G / C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G ___________________________________________________________________________ 2 - Scaffolder's Wife Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 C7add11 [x33310] Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / D / Am C7add11 The scaffolder’s wife C driving out of the yard F with a face that’s as hard C as a scaffolder’s bar - G when she goes into town E she might take the top down Am D Am on the car C7add11 The quick little steps C in the stiletto boots F and the hair with the roots C She comes in as a rule G to get the nails done E and the tan for the sun Am D Am when the kids are in school F Don’t begrudge her the Merc G it’s been nothing but work C C/B Am and a hard life Am/G F Losing her looks G over company books F - the scaffolder’s wife C / Dm / C / Gm C / F / C / G E / Am / D / Am C7add11 In the wicked old days C when they went it alone F kept the company going C on a wing and a prayer G They don’t pay what they owe E when they have the cash flow Am D Am - they don’t care F Don’t begrudge her the Merc G it’s been nothing but work C C/B Am and a hard life Am/G F Losing her looks G over company books F C Dm C - the scaffolder’s wife F C Dm C the scaffolder’s wife F / C / Dm / C F / C / Dm / C Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 3 - The Fizzy and the Still Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Esus4 [022200] E / Esus4 / Em / A E / Esus4 / Em / A E Esus4 Em Sunday morning, here we are A The boy’s come home E not quite the movie star E Esus4 Em He’s been in Hollywood A The boy’s come home E The boy’s done good B D A He says she asked too high a price E neglecting to declare B D A Am what sits between them there on ice, Am Am/F# chilled, with the fizzy and the still: E he tried but didn’t make it there A A E It’s not for me A It’s not for me E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / E B D A He says she asked too high a price E neglecting to declare B D A Am what sits between them there on ice, Am Am/F# chilled, with the fizzy and the still: E he tried but didn’t make it there A A E It’s not for me A It’s not for me E Esus4 Em Sunday papers, here we are A A E Emsus4 Em The boy’s come home A The boy’s come home E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / A / E E / F#m / G / A / A / E ___________________________________________________________________________ 4 - Heart Full of Holes Tuning: Standart Capo 4 Aaug [x4322x] G/C [x30003] C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G C F You can tell me your troubles G C I’ll listen for free C F F G My regulars trust me, it seems C F You can come and see Uncle G C to get through the week F G leave your pledges with me to redeem C F Some folk sell their bodies G C for ten bob a go C F F G Politicians go pawning their souls C F Which doesn’t make me G C look too bad, don’t you know F G me, with my heart full of holes Dm Aaug All my yesterdays broken F/C Aaug Dm a watch with no face F/C Dm/B all battered and old Dm Aaug Bits of the movement F/C Dm/B A# all over the place G and a heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G a heart full of holes C G/C a heart full of holes F G a heart full of holes C F Brass knuckles and banjos G C are out on the town C at the knees-up F F G in Teddy Boys’ Row C F The gold block and tackle G C tells the time upside down F G Rock n’ roll - well, I don’t know Dm Aaug Dead people’s wedding gifts F/C Aaug walk out the door Dm F/C Dm/B A clarinet squeals to be free Dm Aaug Accordions hop F/C Dm/B from the shelves to the floor - A# G start playing their polkas to me Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G C F There’s a ringing of bells G C a dunderhead’s curse C F F G Fingers are pointing at you C F And you take work in hell G C and be glad it’s not worse F G and you get to the back of the queue Dm Aaug Handcuffs and hunting knives F/C Aaug clang on the bars Dm F/C Dm/B Air pistols shoot out the lights Dm Aaug I’ve a whole Wailing Wall F/C Dm/B of electric guitars A# G could shatter the windows down Brick Lane tonight C F If one of us dies, love G C I think I’ll retire C F F G see my boys and my beautiful girls C F A Garden of Eden G C no gates or barbed wire F G who knows, maybe gates made of pearls C F Well, if we go to heaven G C and some say we don’t C F F G but if there’s a reckoning day C F please God, I’ll see you G C and maybe I won’t F G I’ve a bag packed to go either way C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G C F Redeeming your pledge, dear G C I’ll keep it for you C F F G It’s not going to go anywhere C F But your soul, your soul G C that is not what I do F G There’s not a lot I can do there Dm Aaug F/C I remember the officer’s watch Aaug in my hand: Dm F/C Dm/B 'Repair it or die' I was told Dm Aaug It’s a wonder to me - F/C Dm/B I still don’t understand A# G why I ever survived to be old C G/C with a heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes C G/C A heart full of holes F G A heart full of holes Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G ___________________________________________________________________________ 5 - We Can Get Wild Tuning: Standart Capo 2 Am Am C F We're old enough for leaving home, Am The old joanna and the old trombone, C F It's all going on, C I'm growing my sideboards long, Am F Hey you and me can C be who we want to be. Am F Listen now right here, C It's going to be a beautiful year. Am C F Calling it a teenage scene Am And I have a dream, C F Don't know if I'll be a star C I'm going to play guitar Am F I've seen this rocking cat C I want to be just like that. Am F Listen now right here C It's going to be a beautiful year Am F F C F Hey look at you baby, C F Tell your daddy you're no child C A# Look at you baby Am We can get wild. Am Oh yeah Am C F We'll be on our own Billy Fury on the gramophone Am C F Take you to the pictures and a dance C In my drainpipe pants Am F Check the mirror and the old DA C And "You can play in a day" Am F Listen now right here C It's going to be a beautiful year Am F F C F Hey look at you baby C F Tell your daddy you're no child C A# Hey look at you baby Am We can get wild Am F F C F Hey look at you baby C F Tell your daddy you're no child C A# Hey look at you baby Am We can get wild Am We can get wild Am Get wild Am Get wild Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 6 - Secondary Waltz Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 A / A / D / A A / E / A A D A The school Christmas party is coming D Ain't doing rugby no more E A F#m McIntyre's teaching us waltzing A D A D Out on the gymnasium floor A D A Out on the gymnasium floor D A McIntyre's out of the army D You'll be slippered if you get it wrong E A F#m McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym A D A D But we've only got our little shorts on A D A But we've only got our little shorts on. D A And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace D McIntyre's tore us apart A D And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space A D A D Waltzing with fear in our hearts A D A Waltzing with fear in our hearts. A / A / D / A A / E / A A D A Comes the day of the final manoeuvres, D all of our heads are a whirl E A F#m It's getting much closer to D day A D A D This time we're goina do it with girls A D A This time we're goina do it with girls. A D A In the arena the ladies are waiting D A twelve year old partner to guide E A F#m Some matches were fixed, the rest of us we mixed A D A D And a fat girl got left on the side A D A A fat girl got left on the side. [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/m/mark-knopfler/97472.html ] D A And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace D McIntyre tore us apart A D And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space A D A D Waltzing with fear in our hearts A D A Waltzing with fear in our hearts. A / A / D / A A / E / A D A When you come to my fights, and I am under the lights D And you see that my footwork is false A D Don't count me out, the start of the bout A D A D I'm just doing the secondary waltz A D A Doing the secondary waltz. A / A / D / A A / E / A ___________________________________________________________________________ 7 - Punish The Monkey Tuning: Standart Capo: No Dm Dm They’re driving long nails into coffins You’ve been having sleepless nights You’ve gone as quiet as a church mouse and checking on your rights A# The boss has hung you out to dry A And it looks as though Dm A# Am Bm they’ll punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm A# A Dm A# You’ve been talking to a lawyer Dm A# Are you going to to pretend A Dm A# that you and your employer A A# are still the best of friends? A Dm A# Somebody’s going to take the fall A There’s your quid pro quo Dm A# Gm C They’ll punish the monkey Dm A# Gm C punish the monkey Dm A# Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go F A# F Here comes a policeman A# F He won’t be sidetracked A# C He’s asking about a smoking gun Dm A# A A He’s after the facts A# / A / Dm / A# / Dm / A# A / Dm / A# / A / A# / A Dm / A# / A / Dm / A# / Am / Gm Dm A# A Dm A# It’s a quiet life from here on in Dm A# You’ve dropped your poison cup A Dm A# The telephone is ringing A A# But you’re not picking up A Dm A# Time’s up, Sir Lord Flunkey A And everybody knows Dm A# Gm C punish the monkey Dm A# Gm C punish the monkey Dm A# Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm A# Gm C punish the monkey Dm A# Gm C punish the monkey Dm A# Am Gm punish the monkey Dm and let the organ grinder go Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm punish the monkey Dm ___________________________________________________________________________ 8 - Let It All Go Tuning: Standart Capo: No D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C When it’s pop goes the weasel G D let go of the easel D You don’t want C G D this rickety rackety life D C It’s seat of the trousers G D It’s all sink or swim, son C I’d kill to get crimson G D on this palette knife Em And I’d steal in a minute C I’m up to here in it Em You here behaving Bm C Bm as though I’m a saint D C Get a job with a pension G D Don’t ever mention C you once had a craving G D for the brushes and paint D C Em So go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C A hack writer judges G D my swipes and my smudges D C he doesn’t like pictures G D with blotches and blots D C The drawing room tea set G D wants horses, sunsets C sweet nothings - G D the seaside with yachts Em Here’s the end of the thirties C no time for arties Em over in Poland Bm C Bm a right old to-do D C So go join the navy G D the air force or the army C They’ll all be enrolling G D young fellows like you D C Em So go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D C G These are not my decisions D flaming visions C ringing expressions G D the clamouring voice D C It’s volcanic desire G D the unquenchable fire C It isn’t a question G D of having the choice Em Anyway, now I’m old C but if you won’t be told Em if you’ve been created Bm C Bm to answer the call D C all passion and lust G D is going to end in the dust D but you’ll hang on some C G D government gallery wall D C Em You must go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C C D Go, forget it, let it all go C Em Go, forget it, let it all go D G let it all go D C Go, forget it, let it all go Bm Let it all go D / C / G / D D / C / G / D D ___________________________________________________________________________ 9 - Behind With The Rent Tuning: Standart Capo: No Am / G F / C / G F / F G C F / Dm Am F G / Am Am This didn’t used to be me, old boy This isn’t what I’d want pulling old night fighters in a restaurant Am There’s smoke and flames behind me where the self-respect all went C Am F and I’m behind, behind Am with the rent Am I’ve been stitched up like a kipper, old son but I won’t be again Hell hath no fury Oh, I’m like a lot of men Am Now I’m stalking this old Doris with lascivious intent C Am F and I’m behind, behind Am with the rent Am G F C Just a little duck and dive G F and a bit of wheel and deal F G C F She’ll remind me I’m alive Dm Am F G She’ll remind me I still feel Am G F C Just a little shelling out G F for a bit of you-know-what F G C F I know this is all about Dm Am F G something that I never got Am C / Am / F / Am Am Well this crumpet’s past it’s sell-by-date but they all would qualify They’re going to be lonely and be happy to comply She knows that I’m a chancer coming on like a gent C Am F but I’m behind, behind Am with the rent C Am F Yes, I’m behind, behind Am with the rent Am C / Am / F / Am C / Am / F / Am Am ___________________________________________________________________________ 10 - The Fish and the Bird Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Em / A / G D / A / A Em / G D / A A Em When I gave my heart A to a tinker boy G D A he said a fish could love a swallow A Em And I will go with my travelling man G D A Wherever he goes I will follow Em He will mend A your pots and pans G D A Your kitchen knives he’ll take and sharpen A Em Then I’ll be gone with my travelling man G D A and never more your doorway darken G D / Dm C / Cm G / A G D / Dm C / Cm G / Bm A Em The fish and the bird A who fall in love G D A will find no place to build a home in A Em The fish and the bird who fall in love G D A are bound forever to go roaming G D A bound forever to go roaming G D / Dm C / Cm G / A G D / Dm C / Cm G / Bm A ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 - Madame's Geneva Tuning: Standart Capo: 2 Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am Am G Am I’m a maker of ballads right pretty Am G Am I write them right here in the street C G F You can buy them all over the city F E Am yours for a penny a sheet Am G Am I’m a word pecker out of the printers Am G Am Out of the Damsel Gin lane C G F I’ll write up a scene on a counter F E Am G - confessions and sins in the main, boys F G Am confessions and sins in the main C F G C Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s F C G keeping the demons at bay G7 C Am Dm There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in G E Am but they’ll always be back on a hanging day Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am Am G Am They come rattling over the cobbles Am G Am they sit on their coffins of black C G F Some are struck dumb, some gabble F E Am top-heavy on brandy or sec Am G Am The pews are all full of fine fellows Am G Am and the hawker has set up her shop C G F As they’re turning them off at the gallows F E Am G she’ll be selling right under the drop, boys F G Am selling right under the drop C F G C Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s F C G keeping the demons at bay G7 C Am Dm There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in G E Am but they’ll always be back on a hanging day Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am E ___________________________________________________________________________ 12 - In The Sky Tuning: Standart Capo: 3 Dsus2 [x00230] G7M [3x0002] D / G / D / G / A D / G / D / G / A D G D G A D Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer D G D G D Dsus2 D You’ve been away roaming far away from here D G D G A D weathered a storm, your heart unafraid D G D G A D crossed every ocean in the boat that you made D G D G A D Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks D G D G D A D No crotchets or quavers in your books D G D G A D Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein D G D G A D G7M like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky D G7M in the sky D / A / G / A / A / D D G D G A D Running in on the tide with the first of the stars D G D G D Dsus2 D the moon on the water and the sound of guitars D G D G A D Glide into the homing as the night falls D G D G A D to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall D G D G A D And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post D G D G D Dsus2 D who stands at the fire where a poet’s dreams roast D G D G A D He can’t know the story, he can’t feel the pain D G D G A D G7M and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky D G7M in the sky D / A / G / A / A / D G / D / G / A / D G / D / G / A / A / D D G D G A D You’re a light in the dark, a beacon of hope D G D G D Dsus D and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope D G D G A D And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay D G D G A D G7M and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky D G7M in the sky D / A / G / A / A D / G / D / G / A A  |