Dire Straits & Mark Knopfler - What It Is Chords

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[F#m] Drinking dams are spilling [A] out, staggering in a square.
[D] As lads and lasses fall [A] about and they're [E] crackling in the air.
[F#m] Then around the dungeon [A] doors, the shelters and the queue.
[D] _ Everybody's looking [A] for somebody's [E] arms, cause all [F#m] they take is what it is.
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[F#m] It's what it is.
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[F#m] Hear the frost on the graves in the [A] monuments, but the taverns are warm in town.
[D] People curse the [A] government and [E] shovel hot food [F#m] there.
Lights are out in City [A] Hall, the castle and the keep.
[D] The moon shines down upon it [A] all, the [E] legless and the [D] seamless.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] with the wagons creeping through.
[D] _ Cold on the toll [A] gate, God knows [E] what I could do with you.
[F#m] It's what it is.
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[F#m] The gavessing sleeps in the [A] citadel, with a ghost in an ancient stone.
[D] _ High on the [A] parapet, a Scottish [E] piper stands [F#m] alone.
High on the wind, [A] the highland drums beat in a row.
[D] Something from the past just [A] comes and [E] stirs into my [D] soul.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] let the drums beat their tattoo.
[D] _ Cold on the toll [A] gate, God knows [E] what I could do with you.
[F#m] It's what it _ [A] _ [D] _ [E] is. _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] It's [F#m] what it is.
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[F#m] It's what it is.
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[F#m] a chink of light, there's a burning [A] wick, there's a lantern in the tower. _
[D] We will erenco with the [A] candlesticks to writing [E] songs in the weenie [F#m] house on Charlotte Street.
I take a [A] walking stick from my hotel, [D] the ghost of dirty [A] dick is still in [E] search of fiddle [F#m] now.
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[F#m] what it is now.
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[F#m] What it is now.
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