Chords for "LOVERS & FRIENDS" - SEÁN MONE - JUNE 2014
Tempo:
97.275 bpm
Chords used:
F#
G#
C#
D#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
Less than one face!
Battles and wars, deep, deep wounds [N] and scars,
[C#] in the venom,
upon [G#] all that has gone,
on [G] to its end,
sorrow and [E] pain in our [D#] memories [G#] remains,
by memory, [G#m] lifetimes are measured,
[Cm] Till the times that we [D#m] spend among lovers and friends,
Battles and wars, deep, deep wounds [N] and scars,
[C#] in the venom,
upon [G#] all that has gone,
on [G] to its end,
sorrow and [E] pain in our [D#] memories [G#] remains,
by memory, [G#m] lifetimes are measured,
[Cm] Till the times that we [D#m] spend among lovers and friends,
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Less than one face!
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ Battles and wars, deep, deep wounds [N] and scars,
Deep wounds are long [C#] in the venom,
_ _ While reflected [F#m]
upon [G#] all that has gone,
_ Life brushes on [G] to its end,
[F#] _ _ No sorrow and [E] pain in our [D#] memories [G#] remains,
And by memory, _ [G#m] lifetimes are measured, _ _
[Cm] Till the times that we [D#m] spend among lovers and friends,
_ Are [G] times we'll remember,
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ Fill up your lusts and be [F#] your own, _ _
In harmony [N] we'll live the term, _
For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
_ [F#] That you'll find in [C#] statues or sermons,
[G#] _ _ [C#] I've heard all the out [F#] songs,
All the rights, all the wrongs,
Where prophets of doom and destruction,
_ [G#] Street corner messiahs and moral pariahs,
_ [F#]
Dealers in bribes and corruption,
[C#] _ _
From the [F#] holy and wise, denials and lies,
When innocent youth was forsaken, _
Yet I've watched the night end,
Among lovers and friends,
[N] _ And been sorry to see the dawn [F#] breaking,
_ _ Fill up your lusts and be your [N] own, _ _
In harmony we'll live the term, _
For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
That you'll [B] find in statues or [C#] sermons,
_ [F#] And there are those who are certain,
That drinking and good,
Are the sure way to hell and damnation,
But if that is to be,
It would seem clear to me,
That their God has no sense of [D#] occasion, _ _
[Gm] To help his great plan,
[F#] Those woman and man,
Bring forth each new generation,
_ And a wee [G] drop of stout,
And the odd bit of a heart,
Can rid [N] the us of _ progression,
_ _ Fill [B] up your lusts,
Throw your arms [N] under us,
In harmony we'll live the term,
_ For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
[D#] That you'll find in statues or sermons,
To [F#] the brashest and proudest,
And those [G] who shout [G#m] loudest,
Would seem that [F#] power has been given,
_ To [C#] berate us, deride us,
Separate and divide us,
[F#] With the hope of their version [G] of heaven,
_ But mountains [F#] and rivers,
Will by far outlive us,
And when our bones into dust,
They have withered, _
There'll be lovers and friends,
Who will [G#] still comprehend,
_ _ [F#] The reason we're all [D#] here together,
_ [N] _ Fill up your lusts,
Throw your arms under us,
In harmony we'll live the term, _
[F#] For there's four [G#m] French,
And four Italian,
One [C] _
Montglois [D#] style,
That you'll find in statues or _ sermons, _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ Battles and wars, deep, deep wounds [N] and scars,
Deep wounds are long [C#] in the venom,
_ _ While reflected [F#m]
upon [G#] all that has gone,
_ Life brushes on [G] to its end,
[F#] _ _ No sorrow and [E] pain in our [D#] memories [G#] remains,
And by memory, _ [G#m] lifetimes are measured, _ _
[Cm] Till the times that we [D#m] spend among lovers and friends,
_ Are [G] times we'll remember,
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ Fill up your lusts and be [F#] your own, _ _
In harmony [N] we'll live the term, _
For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
_ [F#] That you'll find in [C#] statues or sermons,
[G#] _ _ [C#] I've heard all the out [F#] songs,
All the rights, all the wrongs,
Where prophets of doom and destruction,
_ [G#] Street corner messiahs and moral pariahs,
_ [F#]
Dealers in bribes and corruption,
[C#] _ _
From the [F#] holy and wise, denials and lies,
When innocent youth was forsaken, _
Yet I've watched the night end,
Among lovers and friends,
[N] _ And been sorry to see the dawn [F#] breaking,
_ _ Fill up your lusts and be your [N] own, _ _
In harmony we'll live the term, _
For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
That you'll [B] find in statues or [C#] sermons,
_ [F#] And there are those who are certain,
That drinking and good,
Are the sure way to hell and damnation,
But if that is to be,
It would seem clear to me,
That their God has no sense of [D#] occasion, _ _
[Gm] To help his great plan,
[F#] Those woman and man,
Bring forth each new generation,
_ And a wee [G] drop of stout,
And the odd bit of a heart,
Can rid [N] the us of _ progression,
_ _ Fill [B] up your lusts,
Throw your arms [N] under us,
In harmony we'll live the term,
_ For there's four French,
And four Italian,
One Montglois style,
[D#] That you'll find in statues or sermons,
To [F#] the brashest and proudest,
And those [G] who shout [G#m] loudest,
Would seem that [F#] power has been given,
_ To [C#] berate us, deride us,
Separate and divide us,
[F#] With the hope of their version [G] of heaven,
_ But mountains [F#] and rivers,
Will by far outlive us,
And when our bones into dust,
They have withered, _
There'll be lovers and friends,
Who will [G#] still comprehend,
_ _ [F#] The reason we're all [D#] here together,
_ [N] _ Fill up your lusts,
Throw your arms under us,
In harmony we'll live the term, _
[F#] For there's four [G#m] French,
And four Italian,
One [C] _
Montglois [D#] style,
That you'll find in statues or _ sermons, _ _
