Coda tab by Chris Bathgate
Guitar Tab
Chris Bathgate Coda (Ann St. Pt. 2) A Cork Tale Wake Can be played in standard tuning but I prefer to tune the G string to a G# to make it more simple. Part 1 E--------0-------0-------0----------------------------------- B----0--------0-------0----------------4------4------4------- G#----0--------0-------0--------0---0------0------0------0--0 D----------------------------2-------2------2------2--------- A-----------------------------2---0------0------0------0--2-- E-0--------0-------0-------0--------------------------------- E-------------------------------------------------------- B-------------------------------------------------------- G#--0--0---0--0---0--0---0--0------0------0------0------- D-------------------------------4------4------4------4--2 A----4------4------4------4------2------2------2------2-- E-4------4------4------4------2------2------2------2-----
Part 2 E--------0-------0-------0----------------------------------- B----0--------0-------0----------------4------4------4------- G#----0--------0-------0--------0---0------0------0------0--0 D----------------------------2-------2------2------2--------- A-----------------------------2---0------0------0------0--2-- E-0--------0-------0-------0--------------------------------- E--------------------------------------------------------- B--------------------------------------------------------- G#--0--0---0--0---0--0---0----------0------0------0------- D--------------------------------4------4------4------4--2 A----4------4------4------2/4\2---2------2------2------2-- E-4------4------4------4-------2------2------2------2----- Intro: P1&2 Verse 1: P1&2 Every choke I choose Caught a case of the true love blues tie me down or I will run tie me down and I will run Verse 2 to the end: P2 and each inept embrace spirals into a sick raw frame when two hearts are in tune when two hearts are a tomb and in your side it glow you're not the one who should sing so slowly when your eyes move so sad the only ghosts I knew was every page that I wished into some sad savior of yours some sad stain on your door and what you scratched in dirt the crumbling chords that compose your worth when a spear's in your side when there's blood in your eyes
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