The Celibate Rifles

The Celibate Rifles

Gs Gone
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Not the typical rifles tune, but nice and easy to strum on acoustic guitar  


Em   D          Em       D  
G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her  
Em             D     C                  Em  
While missin' her, I realise somethin' new  
       D           Em     D  
We've had our last conversation  
Em       D        C                Em   
Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you  
    
    D              Em   D  
   Walkin' through town  
Em         D      C  
   All the bustle and the madness  
Em   D        Em   D  
   She'd look around  
Em         D       C   
   All she saw was loss and sadness  

G                   Em     
 She'd say that the past  
G            D   
 Was this moment escapin'?  
G              Em  
 She couldn't laugh  
C                  Dsus2  
 No more pleasure for the takin', yeah  

She'd say,  
"It's a crime, and we're all victims,  
Or is it just my worst fears comin' true?  
It may be my imagination,  
Do they really all know what to do?"  

Walkin' through town  
All the bustle and the madness  
She'd look around  
All she saw was loss and sadness  
She'd say that the past  
Was this moment escapin'?  
She couldn't laugh  
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah  

Not every life's worth saving  
One of your pearls has finally came true  
Your letter said it all got too hard  
Now we're left to go on without you  

Walkin' through town  
All the bustle and the madness  
She'd look around  
All she saw was loss and sadness  
She'd say that the past  
Was this moment escapin'?  
She couldn't laugh  
With no pleasure for the takin', yeah

Enviado por: Adalberto Gomes

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