Chords for Jethro Tull - Guitar solo / Wind-Up / Locomotive Breath (live in London 1977)

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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ When [A] I was _ young, [D] _ _
and they packed me up [F#] to school, _ _
[G] and they taught me how [N] not to play the [A] game. _ _ _ _ _
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[A] I didn't _ mind [D] if they groomed me for [Gm] success. _ _ _ _ _
_ I remember, _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ April, or even worse, the punk.
_ _ _ _ [D] So I left there in [G] the morning, with [D] the gongs tongued underneath [F#] my arm, [G] _
the half-assed
smiles [D] _ and the [A]
book of rules. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] I asked this guy a [Am] _
question, _ [D] and by way of [F#] over-applied, he [G] said, I'm not the kind [D] you
have to wind up [A] on a _ _ Saturday.
_ _ _ [D] So to my old _ _ headmaster, _ _ and to anyone [F#] who _ _ _ [G] cares, before I'm through, [D] I'd like to say [A] my _ _ prayers. _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ I [E] don't believe you, [D] you have the whole damn thing [F#] all wrong.
_ [G] I'm not the kind [D] you have to wind up _ [Bm] on [A] a Sunday. _ _
[G] Grab your connects, _ [A] communicate me, _ [D] I'm on my way [F#m] to [Bm] Sunday school.
_ Grab _ [G] your connects, _ [A] communicate me, I'm on my way [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ [E] Sunday _ _ _ _ [G] _ [E] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ school.
I'm not the kind you have to wind up on a Sunday.
Grab your _ _ connects, _ _ _ _ _ _ communicate [Em] _ [G] [D] me, [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ [Em] _ I'm on my way to _ [D] _ [Em] Sunday school.
In the summer, the _ [D] madness [E] of the local punk and bread.
[G] _ [D] _ [G] _ I remember the all-time loser, [D] _ [B] _ bending onto his death.
[F#] [E] Oh, when he feels the business grieving, [G] _ [D] [C#m] see it breaking on [Em] his brow.
[G] Oh, _ flies over [A] and over, [B] never trying to stop going, though he [D] does [Em] slow down. _
_ _ [G] _ [D] [E] Oh, _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [D] _ [E] he sees his children drowned [G] out, [D] _ [G] their stations one by one.
[D] _ [Em] His woman and his men [D] paraded, [B] and men have him fun.
[Em] Oh, when he's chronic down and far and [D] all, [E] _ hours [Em] and vandies.
_ [G] Oh, flies over [A] and over, [B] never [E] trying to stop [B] going, [Bm] though he does [E] slow down. _
_ [G] Oh, _ [Em] yeah, _ _ no way [D] to [Em] slow down. _ _
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