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Rusting Gate by Kelly Joe Phelps Tabbed by Anthony Greenwood antgreenwood@gmail.com Standard tuning - capo 5th Intro ---------------------3----- -1-----------1-------0----- -2-----------2-------0----- -2-----------3-------0----- -0-------------------2----- -------------1-------3----- Verse Tried my hand at company, wine poured out for two -------------------------------------------------0--- ----1-------------------------1----------3-------1--- ----2-------------------------2----------0-------0--- ----2-------------------------2----------0-------2--- ----0-------------------------0----------2-------3--- ----------------------------------------------------- Blue charade that I have made while lying next to you --0--------------------------------------------------- --1----------------1-------------------3-----------1-- --0----------------2-------------------0-----------2-- --2----------------2-------------------0-----------2-- --3----------------0-------------------2-----------0-- ------------------------------------------------------ repeat Chorus The first part of the travelling, when enticement carries the weight, ----------------------0------------------------------------------------- ----3-----------------1----------------1------------------------1------- ----0-----------------0----------------2------------------------2------- ----0-----------------2----------------3------------------------3------- ----2-----------------3------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------1------------------------1------- is always worth the settling earth around the rusting gate ----0------------------------------------------------------------------- ----1-----------------3--------------1--------1--------1---------------- ----0-----------------0--------------2--------0--------2---------------- ----2-----------------0--------------2--------2--------3---------------- ----3-----------------2--------------0---------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------3--------1---------------- The chain falls off, the hinges squeek, the corners that call are not for the meek --------------------------0------------------------------------------2------------ -----1--------------------0------------------1------------1----------3------------ -----2--------------------1------------------2------------0----------2------------ -----3--------------------2------------------2------------2----------0------------ --------------------------2------------------0------------------------------------ -----1--------------------0-------------------------------3----------2------------ So go away, go away ---------0---------------------------------|------- ---------1-----------------------3---------|----1-- ---------0-----------------------0---------|----2-- ---------2-----------------------0---------|----2-- ---------3-----------------------2---------|----0-- -------------------------------------------|------- Lyrics Tried my hand at company, wine poured out for two Blue charade that I have made while lying next to you Take the next thing home, my dear, leave me to my ways The only clothes that seem to fit are the ones that walk away. The first part of the travelling, when enticement carries the weight Is always worth the settling earth around the rusting gate The chain falls off, the hinges squeek The corners that call are not for the meek So go away, go away The cut that bleeds incessantly will ne'er be stopped by aid Eyes that peel like church bells feel like the body print you made In the bed of hope, my dear, I'll give that I will try To hold myself in honour until you have to say goodbye. The first part of the travelling, when enticement carries the weight Is always worth the settling earth around the rusting gate The chain falls off, the hinges squeek The corners that call are not for the meek So go away, go away A laughing world in all its strife smiles from tongue to ear A nickel for another wife, a hundred for a year Take the first thing going south, don't wait around to crack A frozen vase in a parking space will never bring me back. The first part of the travelling, when enticement carries the weight Is always worth the settling earth around the rusting gate The chain falls off, the hinges squeek The corners that call are not for the meek So go away, go away
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