Bruce Springsteen - The Wall - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: C ]

F: play with thumb, hammer on and pull of 3rd string (F to Fsus2)


[Intro]

    F                 C
e|-------------------------------------|----------------------------------|
B|-----------(1)-----1--------1-----1p0|-----1----------------1-----------|
G|--------0h2---2-0---0-----0---0------|----2---2--(0)------0---0---------|
D|-----3----------3------(2)-----------|---3-----3-(3)---(2)------2-------|
A|---3------------3-----3---------3----|-----------(3)-3------------------|
E|-1-------------(1)-------------------|-1--------------------------------|


[Verse 1]

F                                                       C
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, this poem that I wrote for you
           F                                                  C
This black stone and these hard tears are all I got left now of you
Am                                    Am7/G                               C
I remember you in your Marine uniform laughing, laughing at your ship out party
      Am7        Am7/G          C
I read Robert McNamara says he's sorry


[Verse 2]

            F                                                C
Your high boots and striped t-shirt, ah, Billy you looked so bad
      F                              Fsus2                                      C
Yeah you and your rock and roll band, you were the best thing this shit town ever had
Am7                                        Am7/G                 C
Now the men that put you here eat with their families in rich dining halls
    Am7                          Am7/G          C                 F   C
And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall


[Verse 3]

         F                         F7M                                   C
Well I'm sorry I missed you last year, I couldn't find no one to drive me
         F                                   F7M                               C
If your eyes could cut through that black stone, tell me would they recognize me
Am                             Am7/G                C
For the living time it must be served as the day goes on
Am7                           Am7/G              C
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer, skin on black stone


[Verse 4]

               F                                                             C
On the ground dog tags and wreaths of flowers, with the ribbons red as the blood
F                                                       C
Red as the blood you spilled in the Central Highlands mud
            Am7                          Am7/G                         C
Limousines rush down Pennsylvania Avenue, rustling the leaves as they fall
Am7                               Am/G            C           Fsus2 C
And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all, here at the wall

F  C F  C Am Am7/G C Am Am7/G C  (until fade out)



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| (n)  Ghost note
| h    Hammer-on
| p    Pull-off

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