Chords for Roger Waters - Déjà Vu (Audio)
Tempo:
64.5 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Em
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
If I had [C] been God, I would have rearranged the veins in the face to make them more resistant
to alcohol and less [G] prone to aging.
If I had [C] been God, I would have sired many sons and I would not have suffered the Romans
to [G] kill even one of them.
If [C] I [D] had been God, [Em] with my staff [C] and my rod, [G]
if I had [D] been given the nod, [C] I believe I could
have [G] done a better job.
And if I were [C] a drone patrolling the [G] dark skies, with my electronic [C] eyes for guidance
and the element [G] of surprise, I [C] would [D] be afraid to [Em] [B] find [C] someone home.
[G]
Maybe a woman [D] at a stall, baking bread, making rice or juice, boiling [C] down some bones.
If I [G] were a drone.
[C] [Cm]
[G]
[C] [Eb]
[G]
[D] The temple's in ruins, the bankers get [C] fat, the buffalo's gone and the mountaintop's [D] black.
The trout in the streams are all of [C] Aphrodite, your limbs are left but you [Em] broke to the [G] right.
And it feels [C] like deja vu.
[G] The sun goes down and [C] I'm still missing you, [G] counting the cost [C] of a love that got lost.
[D] And under my Gulfstream and circular [C] poles, there's 99 cents worth of drunkards and [G] fools.
[C] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[D] [C]
[G]
If I had [C] been God, I would have rearranged the veins in the face to make them more resistant
to alcohol and less [G] prone to aging.
If I had [C] been God, I would have sired many sons and I would not have suffered the Romans
to [G] kill even one of them.
If [C] I [D] had been God, [Em] with my staff [C] and my rod, [G]
if I had [D] been given the nod, [C] I believe I could
have [G] done a better job.
And if I were [C] a drone patrolling the [G] dark skies, with my electronic [C] eyes for guidance
and the element [G] of surprise, I [C] would [D] be afraid to [Em] [B] find [C] someone home.
[G]
Maybe a woman [D] at a stall, baking bread, making rice or juice, boiling [C] down some bones.
If I [G] were a drone.
[C] [Cm]
[G]
[C] [Eb]
[G]
[D] The temple's in ruins, the bankers get [C] fat, the buffalo's gone and the mountaintop's [D] black.
The trout in the streams are all of [C] Aphrodite, your limbs are left but you [Em] broke to the [G] right.
And it feels [C] like deja vu.
[G] The sun goes down and [C] I'm still missing you, [G] counting the cost [C] of a love that got lost.
[D] And under my Gulfstream and circular [C] poles, there's 99 cents worth of drunkards and [G] fools.
[C] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[D] [C]
[G]
Key:
C
G
D
Em
B
C
G
D
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ If I had [C] been God, _ I would have rearranged the veins in the face to make them more resistant
to alcohol and less [G] prone to aging. _ _
_ If I had [C] been God, _ I would have sired many sons and I would not have suffered the Romans
to [G] kill even one of them.
_ _ _ If [C] I [D] had been God, _ _ [Em] _ with my staff [C] and my rod, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ if I had [D] been given the nod, [C] I believe I could
have [G] done a better job.
And _ _ if I were [C] a drone _ _ _ _ patrolling the [G] dark skies, _ _ _ with my electronic [C] eyes for guidance
_ and the element [G] of surprise, _ _ _ I [C] would [D] be afraid to [Em] _ _ [B] find [C] someone home.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ Maybe a woman [D] at a stall, baking bread, making rice or juice, boiling [C] down some bones.
_ _ _ _ If I [G] were a drone.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] The temple's in ruins, the bankers get [C] fat, the buffalo's gone and the mountaintop's [D] black.
The trout in the streams are all of [C] Aphrodite, your limbs are left but you [Em] broke to the [G] right.
And it feels [C] like deja vu.
_ [G] The sun goes down and [C] I'm still missing you, _ _ [G] counting the cost [C] of a love that got lost.
[D] And under my Gulfstream and circular [C] poles, there's 99 cents worth of drunkards and [G] fools.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ If I had [C] been God, _ I would have rearranged the veins in the face to make them more resistant
to alcohol and less [G] prone to aging. _ _
_ If I had [C] been God, _ I would have sired many sons and I would not have suffered the Romans
to [G] kill even one of them.
_ _ _ If [C] I [D] had been God, _ _ [Em] _ with my staff [C] and my rod, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ if I had [D] been given the nod, [C] I believe I could
have [G] done a better job.
And _ _ if I were [C] a drone _ _ _ _ patrolling the [G] dark skies, _ _ _ with my electronic [C] eyes for guidance
_ and the element [G] of surprise, _ _ _ I [C] would [D] be afraid to [Em] _ _ [B] find [C] someone home.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ Maybe a woman [D] at a stall, baking bread, making rice or juice, boiling [C] down some bones.
_ _ _ _ If I [G] were a drone.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] The temple's in ruins, the bankers get [C] fat, the buffalo's gone and the mountaintop's [D] black.
The trout in the streams are all of [C] Aphrodite, your limbs are left but you [Em] broke to the [G] right.
And it feels [C] like deja vu.
_ [G] The sun goes down and [C] I'm still missing you, _ _ [G] counting the cost [C] of a love that got lost.
[D] And under my Gulfstream and circular [C] poles, there's 99 cents worth of drunkards and [G] fools.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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