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Marillion - Forgotten Sons
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Tabbed by Mike C (smilock@hotmail.com)

Tab Explanation
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s       Slide
h       Hammer-on
p       Pull-off
T       Tap
B       Bend the note to the fret after the B
R       Release back to the originally bent note
A.H.    Artificial Harmonic
m       Palm Muted
//      Trem Pick (Pick as fast as possible)

Guitar 1 - Clean Electric
Guitar 2 - Slightly Distorted Electric
Guitar 3 - Distorted Electric
Guitar 4 - Overdriven Guitar
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Part 1
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  Gtr. 1
e|-----------7-7--9--9--|
B|-7-7--9-9--8-8--10-10-|
G|-7-7--9-9--7-7--9--9--|
D|-7-7--9-9-------------|
A|----------------------|
E|----------------------|
Armalite, street lights, nightsights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter 
Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you 
For a long forgotten cause

  Gtr. 2
e|------------------------------|
B|------------------------------|
G|-5--5--5-5--5--7-7-----7-7----|
D|-7~-7--7-7--7--7-7--3--7-7--3-|
A|-7~-7--7-7--7--5-5--3--5-5--3-|
E|-5~-5--5-5--5-------1-------1-|
On not so foreign shores
Boys baptised in wars 

Guitar Break
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  Gtr. 3
e|------------------------------------------|
B|-15b17~-15b17-15b17-15b17-17r15p13-15b17~-|
G|------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------|

e|------------------------------------------------|
B|-15b17r15p13-15-15b17~r15-13----13-15~b17r15-13-|
G|-----------------------------14-----------------|
D|------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------|

e|-15b17~-15b17-15b17-15b17-17r15p13-15b17~-|
B|------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------|

e|------------------------------------------------|
B|-15b17r15p13-15-15b17~r15-13----13-15~b17r15-13-|
G|-----------------------------14-----------------|
D|------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------|

  Gtr. 2
e|------------------------------|
B|------------------------------|
G|-5--5--5-5--5--7-7-----7-7----|
D|-7~-7--7-7--7--7-7--3--7-7--3-|
A|-7~-7--7-7--7--5-5--3--5-5--3-|
E|-5~-5--5-5--5-------1-------1-|
Morphine, chill scream, bad dream 
Serving as numbers on dogtags, flakrags, sandbags 
Your girl has married your 

  Gtr. 1
   |--x4--|  |-------x2--------|
e|------------------------------|
B|-5-5--5-5--7-7--7-7--6-6--6-6-|
G|-5-5--5-5--7-7--7-7--5-5--5-5-| x 2
D|-7-7--7-7--7-7--7-7--3-3--3-3-|
A|------------------------------|
E|------------------------------|
best friend, loves end, poison pen 
Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep 
The wounds that burn so deep

  Gtr. 4 (listen to see how it's played)
e|------------------------|
B|-2-2-2-2-2-0-0-2-2-0-5~-|
G|-2-2-2-2-2-0-0-2-2-0-5~-|
D|-2-2-2-2-2-0-0-2-2-0-5~-|
A|---------------------3~-|
E|------------------------|
Your mother sits on the edge of the world 
W when the cameras start to roll 
Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold 
Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares 
Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons 

Break
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  Gtr. 2
e|------------------|
B|------------------|
G|-2--2--2--2--2222-|
D|-2--2--2--2--2222-|
A|-0--0--0--0--0000-|
E|------------------|
And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour 
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die 
Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers 
That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall 

Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation 
I in the guarded bureaucratic wombs 

Minister, minister care for your children, order them not into damnation 
To eliminate those who would trespass against you
For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory forever and ever, Amen
Halt who goes there, Death, approach friend

Part 5/Outro
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  Gtr. 3
e|-----13~-12-13-15-15b17-12~-13~-12-13-15-12-12b13----|
B|-15~----------------------------------------------15-|
G|-----------------------------------------------------| x 5
D|-----------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|

e|-------------15----15-17~-|
B|-17-18-17-18----18--------|
G|--------------------------|
D|--------------------------|
A|--------------------------|
E|--------------------------|

You're just another coffin on its way down the emerald aisle 
When your children's stony glances mourn your death in a terrorist's smile 
The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell 
Forgotten Sons

  Gtr. 1
e|---1-------1-------0-------0-----|
B|-----3-------3-------1-------1---|
G|-------2-------3-------0-------2-|
D|-0-------------------------------|
A|---------1-------3-------0-------|
E|---------------------------------|

e|---1-------0-------0-------1-----|
B|-----3-------1-------1-------3---|
G|-------3-------0-------2-------3-|
D|---------------------------------|
A|-1-------3-------0-------1-------|
E|---------------------------------|
 |
 |Gtr. 2
e|------------------------|
B|-6----------------------|
G|-7--7--9--5--7--9--5--7-|
D|-7--8--10-7--8--10-7--8-|
A|-5--8--10-7--8--10-7--8-|
E|----6--8--5--6--8--5--6-|

From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember Monday signings when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier, count the cost
For a second you'll be famous but labelled posthumous 

Forgotten sons, forgotten sons
Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child 
Just another Forgotten Son