Biografía:
Inspiral Carpets es un grupo de indie británico formado en Oldham (Inglaterra) en el año 1986 por Graham Lambert, convirtiéndose, tras The Stone Roses y Happy Mondays, en el grupo más popular de la escena bautizada como Madchester. Su sonido está basado en el órgano entre melódico y psicodélico de Clint Boon, y en las guitarras propias del sonido garage, además de un sonido de bajo muy apreciable..., mientras que su nombre psicodélicamente had-hoc al tema de su revival de los 60's, fue debido a una tienda de alfombras cerca de Oldham.
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Sackville - Inspiral Carpets
Tabbed by: Brent
E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Play Cmaj7 as e 0
B 1
G 0
D 2
A 2
E 0
Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7
You once had a home, a job, a family and pride
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
But we all have a price we'll pay when things go wrong inside
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am
Don't wear diamonds, and now you don't wear gold
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
And in the bruises on your face, there's stories to be told
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am
In the shadow of cold stone, freezing to the bone
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
But you keep a warm fire burning in your soul
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am
'cause you're gonna spend a black night, console a sad man
C Cmaj7 Am
In a hungry city with a million hungry hearts
Am G
WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
F Cadd9 Am
IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE
G F Cadd9
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS
As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
Oh, what you'd do for a hot drink or a warm coat
Oh, what you'd give for a means to get you outta here
It rains upon your head, lines on your face become
Rivers into which you cry your secret tears, secret tears
Secret tears, secret tears
(WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
(STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
The first night we saw you, we were laughing at you
We were hanging on the side of the Cortina
Oh yeah, you seemed so strong, stronger than a man could ever be
Laughing with your sisters in the rain
Dancing on a curbstone, when last you saw her
But when the trick goes wrong, there's no one there to help her
There's not a thing that I can do about it
I guess I'll just go home and write a song about it
Song about it, write about it, write about it
(WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
(STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
IT'S A COLD AND TREMBLING GIRL (COLD AND)
LEANS INTO A STRANGE CAR (TREMBLING)
NODS UNSPOKEN WORDS TO AN UNSEEN DRIVER SITTING THERE
(GIRL IN SACKVILLE)
Tabbed by: Brent
E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Play Cmaj7 as e 0
B 1
G 0
D 2
A 2
E 0
Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7
You once had a home, a job, a family and pride
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
But we all have a price we'll pay when things go wrong inside
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am
Don't wear diamonds, and now you don't wear gold
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
And in the bruises on your face, there's stories to be told
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am C Am
In the shadow of cold stone, freezing to the bone
C Cmaj7 Am C Am
But you keep a warm fire burning in your soul
C Cmaj7 Am C Am C Cmaj7 Am
'cause you're gonna spend a black night, console a sad man
C Cmaj7 Am
In a hungry city with a million hungry hearts
Am G
WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
F Cadd9 Am
IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE
G F Cadd9
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS
As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
Oh, what you'd do for a hot drink or a warm coat
Oh, what you'd give for a means to get you outta here
It rains upon your head, lines on your face become
Rivers into which you cry your secret tears, secret tears
Secret tears, secret tears
(WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
(STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
The first night we saw you, we were laughing at you
We were hanging on the side of the Cortina
Oh yeah, you seemed so strong, stronger than a man could ever be
Laughing with your sisters in the rain
Dancing on a curbstone, when last you saw her
But when the trick goes wrong, there's no one there to help her
There's not a thing that I can do about it
I guess I'll just go home and write a song about it
Song about it, write about it, write about it
(WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
(STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
IT'S A COLD AND TREMBLING GIRL (COLD AND)
LEANS INTO A STRANGE CAR (TREMBLING)
NODS UNSPOKEN WORDS TO AN UNSEEN DRIVER SITTING THERE
(GIRL IN SACKVILLE)
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