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| ===== Sendero Luminoso Verdadero ===== | ===== Sendero Luminoso Verdadero ===== | ||
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| + | The Mountain Goats | ||
| + | Beautiful Rat Sunset | ||
| + | Transcribed by Jon A. | ||
| - | < | + | Tune down one whole step (low to high, D G C F A D) |
| - | A H D (2x) | + | |
| - | A | + | Alternatively, |
| - | by 8.30 am the sun was so hot, | + | |
| + | Intro riff: | ||
| + | D--1-1-1---0--------------- | ||
| + | A--------------1----------- | ||
| + | F-------------------------- | ||
| + | C------------------3------- | ||
| + | G-------------------------- | ||
| + | D-------------------------- | ||
| - | but it made me remember. | + | Intro: |
| - | A H | + | |
| - | i pulled on my jacket with the bars on the pockets | + | |
| - | D | + | |
| - | and i stood in front of the window | + | |
| - | A H | + | |
| - | and the skin on my face has a memory all its own | + | |
| - | D | + | |
| - | and the drinks in the pure heat, real slow. | + | |
| - | A H | + | C |
| - | chorus: i remember lima. i remember the good life | + | |
| - | A H | + | |
| - | i remember lima. i remember the good life | + | |
| - | A H D | + | |
| - | the window is ten feet high and three feet wide | + | By 8:30 AM the sun was so hot |
| - | A H | + | F |
| - | sun beams bounce off the dark water | + | That it made me remember |
| - | D | + | And I pulled on the jacket with the bars on the pocket |
| - | and comes through the clear glass, magnified. | + | |
| - | A H | + | The skin on my face has a memory all its own |
| - | standin' | + | And it drinks in the pure heat, real slow |
| - | D A | + | |
| - | given to me by a friend whose name is no longer important | + | |
| - | H D | + | |
| - | my conscience is clean. | + | |
| - | A | + | |
| - | and the feeling of power like thick red wine | + | |
| - | D | + | |
| - | it's o-nine-o-five military time | + | |
| - | chorus | + | I remember Lima, I remember the good life |
| + | I remember Lima, I remember the good life | ||
| + | C D | ||
| + | And the window was ten feet high | ||
| + | F | ||
| + | And three feet wide | ||
| + | Sunbeams bounce off the dark water | ||
| + | And come through the clear glass, magnified | ||
| + | Standing here in the house on Pacific Coast Highway | ||
| + | Given to me by a friend whose name is no longer important, | ||
| + | My conscience is clean | ||
| + | And the feeling of power like thick red wine, | ||
| + | And it's oh-nine-oh-five, | ||
| - | A | + | |
| + | I remember Lima, I remember the good life | ||
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