Kill To Get Crimson Album Cifras
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
X×
Kill To Get Crimson – Mark Knopfler
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2 comments
Okay, let's start
1) True Love Will never Fade
100% Correct I suppose
2) Scaffolders Wife
Capo 3
Intro: Am Bm Am Am Bm C C D Em D C Bm Am
This, I Think, supports the melody in a better way, but it's
not what the guitar plays in the intro.
C7add11 is (x32311) to me
3) Fizzy And the Still
Capo 3 makes it very easy to play :-)
4) Heart Full Of Holes
How did you get that Aaug??? Excellent!
5) We can get wild
Sounds better without the capo, i think.
6) Secondary Waltz
Sounds better without the capo, i think.
7) Punish the Monkey
Excellent
8) Let It All Go
Sounds beautiful
9) Behind with the rent
I don't like that song very much....
10) Fish and the bird
Nice
11) Madame Geneva's
Sounds better without Capo
12) In The Sky
Good!
I didn't find one single mistake! So.... ***** recommended
+3
On Secondary Waltz, the line is "we only had our little shorts on," referring to the English tradition of young boys wearing shorts, changing to breaches as they reach young adult (being "breached").
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