annuler
Change la taille du texte.
Remplace par des accords plus faciles à jouer.
Affiche les acccords français (Do, Ré, Mi…).
Seul le bas du texte défile, vous laissant ainsi les accords de départ visibles.
Certaines partitions n’affichent les accords qu’au début. Cet outil tente de les recopier dans l’ensemble du texte.
Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
I play most 7-chord like they are diplayd below. Kind of blues-chords as I was taught some time ago.
You can get it groooving really good this way as you are almost sliding down -----.
[Chords]
e| -x----- -x----- ------- ------- ------- ------- -2----- 0------ |
B| -2-3--- -2----- -7----- -5----- -3----- -2----- ---3--- 0------ |
G| -2---4- -2-3--- -7----- ---6--- ---4--- ---3--- -2----- --1---- |
D| -2---4- -2----- -7----- -5----- -3----- -2----- ----(4) 0------ |
E| -x----- -2----- -7----- -5----- -3----- -2----- -2----- 0------ |
Friday left me fumblin' with the blues
And it's hard to win when you always lose
Because the nightspots spend your spirit
beat your head against the wall
two dead-ends you still got to choose
You know the bartenders they all know my name
and they catch me when I'm pulling up lame
and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyester shaking my head
when I should be living clean in stead
You know the ladies I've been seeing off and on
well they spend your love then they're gone
you can't be loving someone who is savage and cruel
Take your love and then they leave on out of town... No they do...
[Solo]
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When I'm falling in love It's such a breeze
but it's standing up that's so hard for me
I wanna sqeeze you but I'm scared to death I'll break your back instead
You know your perfume well it won't let me be
You know the bartenders they all know my name
and they catch me when I'm pulling up lame
and I'm a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyester shaking my head
when I should be living clean in stead
so come on baby let your love light shine
gotta bury me inside of your fire
cause your eyes are enough to blind me
you're like a-looking at the sun
you gotta whisper tell me I'm the one
come on and whisper tell me I'm the one
gotta whisper tell me I'm the one
come on and whisper tell me I'm the one
(moins de barrés)