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Date: Tue, 16 Jan 1996 12:37:48 +0100
From: g pereboom 
Subject: Tab: Roxette Song: here comnes the weekend

Here comes the weekend.

Roxette, Tourism.

Trans. by Graham (pereb100@hio.tem.nhl.nl)


Verse 1:
           G (320003@1)   Every shape, of every word you say,
           D (xx0232@1)                      C (x32010@1)   that breaks the silence of an ordinary day.
           G (320003@1)   Every look, that seems to mistify,
           D (xx0232@1)                       C (x32010@1)   every single smile that sends me to the sky.
              Em (022000@1)   Makes me wanna run, makes me wanna hide
                       C (x32010@1)                (Em)
    'cause you're the only one, makes me come alive.
                   Em (022000@1)   It's getting closer now and darker by the hour.
        C (x32010@1)          D (xx0232@1)   It only goes to show, that


Chorus a:
              G (320003@1)                   Em (022000@1)   Here it comes, here comes the weekend.
                       C (x32010@1)   And I'm on my own again,
                            Am (x02210@1)   D7 (xx0212@1)   with a saturday in the rain (yeah yeah)
              G (320003@1)                   Em (022000@1)   Here is comes, here comes the weekend.
                                    C (x32010@1) D7 (xx0212@1)   The fine line from pleasure to pain.
                 G (320003@1)Em (022000@1)       CAm         Em (022000@1)   Is making me cry, when will I see you again.


Verse 2:
           G (320003@1)   Every breath, every vision you make,
           D (xx0232@1)                      C (x32010@1)   every chance of love, you love to take.
           G (320003@1)   Every move, that seems to alter my world,
           D (xx0232@1)                       C (x32010@1)   every dream I've had about this boy and this girl.
              Em (022000@1)   Oh it makes me wanna run, makes me wanna hide
                       C (x32010@1)                Em (022000@1)   'cause you're the only one, who makes my love alive.
                   Em (022000@1)   Time is running fast into a new goodbye.
        C (x32010@1)          D (xx0232@1)   It only goes to show, that

Chorus b:
              G (320003@1)                   Em (022000@1)   Here is comes, here comes the weekend.
                                   C (x32010@1)   Another walk down that lonely lane.
                                  Am (x02210@1)   D7 (xx0212@1)   Another sunday that feels the same. (Hehe)
              G (320003@1)                   Em (022000@1)   Here is comes, here comes the weekend.
                                    C (x32010@1) D7 (xx0212@1)   The fine line from pleasure to pain.
                 G (320003@1)Em (022000@1)       CAm         G (320003@1)   Is making me cry, when will I see you again.

(repeat chorus a)