Weekend In Paradise Cifras

NOTE: This was a request for this song to be done in standard tuning.
      On the album version it seems as if he is playing a half step
      down as the chords I have sound a little brighter. As the song
      progresses though it sounds correct though.
 
      If I play along to a LIVE version of this song from YouTube it
      sounds perfect. Make sure to keep this in mind when playing and
      rating this tab.
 
      Lastly, Jamie Webster plays this with a capo on the 3rd fret
      but I left it without a capo. Capo if you want to and transpose
      the chords then.
 
              LINK TO YouTube VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/G98eJHPUv6M
 
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SONG:   WEEKEND IN PARADISE
ARTIST: JAMIE WEBSTER
VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/G98eJHPUv6M
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM
 
 
                          WEEKEND IN PARADISE
                             JAMIE WEBSTER
 
[Intro]
D  E  A  E
D  E  A  E
 
 
[Chorus]
      D
The wheels have fallen off
D  E
It also signs of endin’
  E     A                    A     E
You’ve had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin’
E    D
Ya shoes have lost their shine
 D   E
The convo’s lost it’s pace
E   A                    A       E
So now you’re in a taxi feelin’ feelings of disgrace
   E    D                    D       E
You’ve never got no money ’cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E             E         A     A   A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?
 
 
[Verse]
      A
The spring is in his step on Friday afternoon
           E
There’s a feelin’ sweepin’ through the air
         D
All the lads are on the blower, they’ll be finishin’ soon
         E
In your mind you’re already prepared
 
       A
I’ll phone me man for sugar then I’ll phone our kid
              E
‘Cause he’ll cover it til I get paid
             D
Then you’re out with all the firm an’ you’re off ya lid
      E
Only confident, never afraid
 
     A
The night draws to a close and now there’s nowhere to go
    E
Ya turn an’ look at one of ya mates
           D
There’s a lad he know from work and he lives alone
    D         E                      E
So it’s more sugar an’ a couple o’ crates
 
 
[Break]
F#m               F#m   E                  E     D               D      E
Well is it one of the times when it’s all worthwhile and you’ve had a scream?
E F#m              F#m    D
  Or is it burning your bridges at both ends
D  A                             E        E
  Same old scene since you were seventeen?
 
 
[Chorus]
N.C.         D
Ah now the wheels have fallen off
   E
It also signs of endin’
        A                          E
You’ve had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin’
     D
Ya shoes have lost their shine
     E
The convo’s lost it’s pace
    A                            E
So now you’re in a taxi feelin’ feelings of disgrace
        D                   D        E
You’ve never got no money ’cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E             E         A     A   A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?
 
 
[Verse]
 A
Some can handle it no more
A  E                 E
  Some’ll do it forever
  E       D
Spend ya weeks walkin‘ round with ya head to the floor
    E
No time for the news or the weather
 
A                         A E                    E
Ya first pint on a Friday,  ya last gin on a Sunday mornin’
        D
And it all creeps up on ya in between
     E                           A
No reasons why, no early warnin’
 
 
[Break]
F#m                     E                  E     D               D      E
Well is it one of the times when it’s all worthwhile and you’ve had a scream?
 E
That’s alright
E F#m              F#m    D
  Or is it burning your bridges at both ends
D  A                             E        E
  Same old scene since you were seventeen?
 
 
[Chorus]
N.C.         D
Ah now the wheels have fallen off
   E
It also signs of endin’
        A                          E
You’ve had enough for hours but ya carried on pretendin’
     D
Ya shoes have lost their shine
     E
The convo’s lost it’s pace
    A                            E
So now you’re in a taxi feelin’ feelings of disgrace
        D                   D        E
You’ve never got no money ’cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E                       A                  A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?  (backward strum of A chord)
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