Chords for Sad Gypsy
Tempo:
74.95 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bb
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Em] [Bb]
[C] [F]
[F] [Em] [Bb]
[F] [F]
We told them our tales, these we hid many, [C] some of them true, some of them invented.
life was quite dismal, conceding we'd [F] live better lives.
On the sad gypsy's side, for his bottle of wine, I [C] sang a love for [Bb] mine.
[F] The sad gypsy sang for his bottle of wine, I [C] sang a love for [Bb]
[C] [F]
[F] [Em] [Bb]
[F] [F]
We told them our tales, these we hid many, [C] some of them true, some of them invented.
life was quite dismal, conceding we'd [F] live better lives.
On the sad gypsy's side, for his bottle of wine, I [C] sang a love for [Bb] mine.
[F] The sad gypsy sang for his bottle of wine, I [C] sang a love for [Bb]
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_ _ [Em] _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ We told them our tales, _ these we hid many, _ _ [C] some of them true, _ some of them invented.
The gentleman [F] confessed _ [C] that his life was quite dismal, _ _ conceding we'd [F] live better lives. _ _ _
On the sad gypsy's side, _ for his bottle of wine, _ _ I [C] sang a love for _ [Bb] mine.
_ [F] The sad gypsy sang _ for his bottle of wine, _ I [C] sang a love for [Bb]
mine. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ His lips touched the skin of _ _ the women we spoke of, his eyes saw the colours _ of the places we'd been to,
[F] his mind seen the magic of the times [C] that we'd lived in, _ [C]
and we knew he was [F] not deprived. _ _
_ On the sad gypsy's side, _ _ _ for his bottle of wine, _ [C] I sang a love for _ [Bb] mine.
_ _ [F] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ Belinda, she danced _ all alone in the shadows. _
[C] The gentleman confessed that he'd never loved her.
We [F] told them our tales, _ till we saw the sun rising, _ _ laughing at us and our lives. _ _ _
On the sad gypsy's [Bb] side, [F] _ for his bottle of wine, _ [C] I sang a love for [Bb] _ mine.
[F] Yes, the sad gypsy sang for his bottle of wine, _ I [C] sang a love [Bb] for mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ We told them our tales, _ these we hid many, _ _ [C] some of them true, _ some of them invented.
The gentleman [F] confessed _ [C] that his life was quite dismal, _ _ conceding we'd [F] live better lives. _ _ _
On the sad gypsy's side, _ for his bottle of wine, _ _ I [C] sang a love for _ [Bb] mine.
_ [F] The sad gypsy sang _ for his bottle of wine, _ I [C] sang a love for [Bb]
mine. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ His lips touched the skin of _ _ the women we spoke of, his eyes saw the colours _ of the places we'd been to,
[F] his mind seen the magic of the times [C] that we'd lived in, _ [C]
and we knew he was [F] not deprived. _ _
_ On the sad gypsy's side, _ _ _ for his bottle of wine, _ [C] I sang a love for _ [Bb] mine.
_ _ [F] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ Belinda, she danced _ all alone in the shadows. _
[C] The gentleman confessed that he'd never loved her.
We [F] told them our tales, _ till we saw the sun rising, _ _ laughing at us and our lives. _ _ _
On the sad gypsy's [Bb] side, [F] _ for his bottle of wine, _ [C] I sang a love for [Bb] _ mine.
[F] Yes, the sad gypsy sang for his bottle of wine, _ I [C] sang a love [Bb] for mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _