The Auld Triangle Cifras

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                The Auld Triangle - Glen Hansard (LIVE AT ROYAL ALBERT HALL)
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Tabbed by Benoit
Capo 5th -  Key of G
 
%100 Correct
 
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Tuning:DADGBE
 
Chords. ( Though the key is G I've named the chords after the traditional shapes)
 
 
                         6
     D      Dmaj7      D 9      Eminor7      A7
 
e|---2--------2---------0---------3---------(3)--------------------------------------|
B|---3--------2---------0---------3----------2---------------------------------------|
G|---2--------2---------2---------0----------0---------------------------------------|
D|---0--------0-------- 0---------2----------2---------------------------------------|
A|---0--------0---------0---------2----------0---------------------------------------|
D|---0--------0---------0---------0--------------------------------------------------|
                 6
  D      Dmaj7  D9  Dmaj7
A hungry feeling     6
     D       Dmaj7  D9   Dmaj7
Came o'er me stealing
        Eminor7   D
And the mice were squealing
   Eminor7   A7
In my prison cell     6
         D    Dmaj7  D9   Dmaj7
And that auld triangle
                    6
     D      Dmaj7  D9   Dmaj7
went jingle-jangle
 
    Eminor7   D            Eminor7 A7
All along the banks of the Royal
              6
  D   Dmaj7  D9   Dmaj7
Canal
 
And SO ON..
 
(lyrics taken from lyrics freak for  your convenience)
 
Oh! the screw was peeping
And the (lag|loike) was sleeping
As he lay weeping
For his girl Sal
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
 
On a fine Spring evening
The (lag|loike) lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls were wheeling
High above the wall
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
 
Oh! the wind was sighing
And the day was dying
As the (lag|loike) lay crying
In his prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
 
In the women's prison
There are seventy women
And I wish it was with them
That I did dwell
Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal
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