from under the covers | guitar chord и Mp3

Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 11:01:50 -0700<br>From: misterme@netcom.com (Sir Not Appearing in this Film)<br>Subject: Beautiful South - `From Under The Covers`<br><br>>From Under The Covers<br>by Paul Heaton and David Rotheray<br><br>Intro:<br>Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F<br>Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F<br><br> Dm Bb F C<br>It`s six a.m. and even Big Ben<br> Dm Bb F C<br>Is trying to get his head down for a kip<br> Dm Bb<br>But no sooner is it down<br> F C<br>And then it`s on with dressing gown<br> Dm Bb F C<br>For this city very rarely loses grip<br><br> F C Bb C<br>But I have a friend who`s never up by ten<br> F C Bb C<br>He`s fast asleep with mouth open wide<br> F C Bb C<br>He`s lost a lot of jobs, but he`s won a lot of friends<br> F C Bb C<br>And he says to me, he cannot tell the time<br><br>It`s seven a.m. and we`re coughing up the phlegm<br>Spitting out the taste of night before<br>And we`ll vomit and we`ll choke<br>Just to climb their tatty rope<br>Well this city has its charm and its claw<br><br>And he`ll blame his clock<br>Or he`ll say he`s lost his socks<br>And they`ll tell you that he`s been bitten by a snake<br>His excuses are an art<br>>From the bottom of his heart<br>And he thinks of them whenever he awakes<br><br>It`s eight a.m. we`re on the road again<br>Racing for a placing at the top<br>And it says green for go<br>For the people in the know<br>But for the others all it says is red for stop<br><br>It`s cold and it`s damp<br>And they`ve dug him a grave<br>And the ten fifteen merchant`s still in bed<br>And scrawled upon the headboard<br>For the whole wide world to see is<br>"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"<br><br>Lyrics (C) 1989 Go! Discs Music Ltd., used without permission.<br>Please send any corrections to Dylan Salisbury <misterme@netcom.com><br><br><br>from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany<br>e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com<br>lyrics and chords of: From Under The Covers by The Beautiful South<br><br>Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!<br>date: 95/10/15<br><br><br>Am F C G<br>It`s 6.00 a.m. and even Big Ben<br> Am F C G<br>Is trying to get his head down for a kip<br> Am F<br>But no sooner is it down<br> C G<br>And then it`s on with dressing gown<br> Am F C G<br>For this city very rarely loses grip<br><br> C G F G<br>But I have a friend who`s never up by 10.00<br> C G F G<br>He`s fast asleep with mouth open wide<br> C G F G<br>He`s lost a lot of jobs, but he`s won a lot of friends<br> C G F G<br>And he says to me, he cannot tell the time<br><br> Am F C G<br>It`s 7.00 a.m. and we`re coghing up the phlegm<br> Am F C G<br>Spitting out the taste of night before<br> Am F<br>And we`ll vomit and we`ll choke<br> C G<br>Just to climb their tatty rope<br> Am F C G<br>Well this city has it`s charm, and is`t claw<br><br> C G F G<br>And he`ll blame his clock or he`ll say he`s lost his socks<br> C G F G<br>And they`ll tell you that he`s been bitten by a snake<br> C G F G<br>His excuses are an art from the bottom of his heart<br> C G F G<br>And he thinks of them whenever he awakes<br><br> Am F C G<br>It`s 8.00 a.m. and we`re on the road again<br> Am F C G<br>Racing for a placing at the top<br> Am F<br>And it says green for go<br> C G<br>For the people in the know<br> Am F C G<br>But for the others all it says red for stop<br><br> C G F G<br>It`s cold and it`s damp and they`ve dug him a grave<br> C G F G<br>And the 10.15 merchants still in bed<br> C G F G<br>And scrawled upon the headboard for the whole wide world to see is<br> C G F G<br>"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"<br><br><br>Original played in F-Major!<br>Seite 2 von 2