Standard Tuning EADGBe No Capo Verse riff: E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|-10--------------10--------------------10--------------10--------------------------| G|-9h11-11-11p9----9h11-9----9-11~--9~---9h11-11-11p9----9h11-9----9-11~-------------| D|--------------11--------11--------------------------11--------11-------11-9-7~-9~--| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| (x2)
Chorus riff: E|--------------------------------------------------| H|------------------5h7~--5h7p5----6/7-7------------| G|---2h4/6/4p2-----6--------------------6-----------| D|-4--------------7----------------------7----------| A|--------------------------------------------9brp7-| E|--------------------------------------------------| Intro: F#m D A F#m D E Verse 1: F#m A The drinking dens are spilling out and staggering in the square D A E There's lads and lassies falling about and a crackling in the air F#m A Down around the dungeon doors, the shelters and the queues D A E Everybody's looking for somebody's arms to fall into this way... Chorus 1: F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now Verse 2: F#m A There's frost on the graves and the monuments but the taverns are warm in town D A E People curse the government and shovel hot food down F#m A Lights are out in city hall, the castle and the keep F#m A E Moon shines down upon it all the legless and asleep Pre-Chorus 1: D A Cold on the tollgate where the wagons creeping through D A E Cold on the tollgate, god knows what I can do with you, its what it is... Chorus 2: F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now Verse 3: F#m A The garnison sleeps in the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stones F#m A E High on the parapet the scottish pipers stands alone F#m A High on the wind the highland drums begin to roll F#m A E And something from the past just comes and stares into my soul Pre-Chorus 2: D A Cold on the tollgate where the caledonian blues D A E Cold on the tollgate, god knows what I can do with you, its what it is Chorus 3: F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now Instrumental break, verse and chorus: Verse 4: F#m A There’s a chink of light as a burning wick, there’s a lantern in the tower F#m A E Wee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the wee wee hours F#m A On Charlotte Street they take a walking stick from my hotel F#m A E The ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of Little Nell, its what it is... Chorus 4: F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now F#m D A It's what it is F#m D E It's what it is now...