#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Wed, 08 Jan 1997 23:32:49 -0800 From: David Petroff Subject: Chords: What You Got by The Blackers -- >From the album 'More Than We Were Before' Words by Jim Lauzon Music by Jim Lauzon Verse I: C (x32010@1) Gm/Bb Ab (xx1114@1) Eb/GThere (444322@1)was once a bunch of monks who spent some months blowin their chunks F (133211@1) G (320003@1) CInto (x32010@1)a silver bowl C (x32010@1) Gm/Bb Ab (xx1114@1) Eb/G (444322@1) FTil (133211@1)some tiny Asian put a termination to that situation & now celebration G (320003@1) CIs (x32010@1)just about their only goal E7 (020130@1) AmBut (x02210@1)here in the backwoods we've been clearly shown E7 (020130@1) AmThat (x02210@1)wisdom grows best when it's left alone G (320003@1) Ab (xx1114@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CSo (x32010@1)don't wait on the doorstep baby go on in G (320003@1) Ab (xx1114@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C& (x32010@1)don't sing me songs about the cold cold wind Ab (xx1114@1) D7 (xx0212@1) G7As (320001@1)you hurry to hide your gloves Chorus: C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FLa (133211@1)la la la la la love C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FLa (133211@1)la la la la la love C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FSit (133211@1)back & savour the red C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FYour (133211@1)future ain't over just yet C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) F (133211@1) GNo (320003@1)so shut up & take what you can get Verse II: You always take us for the fakest fools that's our status In your world where pathos defines the true You'd like to be mistook for an urban peasant or a farmer In your little drama nobody'd be so fine as you But you're weighed down by achin need You might think that you're raggin me But as far as I can see There ain't no sense to your agony So why do you make it out to be so rough? Chorus: La la la la la la la love La la la la la la la love Sit back & savour the red Don't worry about what it was that you said No, just shut up & take what you can get Verse III: You've always claimed to be among the maimed society's shamed Bent bound & framed in the sin you wade in So what if you scorched your fortune well I still don't think torture's Somethin worth simulatin You're constantly mismatchin The disease that you got with the one that you're catchin You can't keep goin around scratchin Anybody who wasn't exactly how you'd imagined Your situations babe are the kind that dogs dream of Chorus: La la la la la la la love La la la la la la la love Sit back & savour the red Your future ain't over just yet So don't worry about what it was that you said No, just shut up & take what you can get Verse IV: Princess of the plebs & the paupers hailing from some other World where you wouldn't have to deny her Inflence & your flight from wealth but babe you gotta be yourself Not just someone you happen to admire Your biggest mistake Is the way that you hesitate You couldn't expect me to wait For you to finally rise up & wake & wonder what it was you were dreaming of Chorus: La la la la la la la love La la la la la la la love Sit back & savour the red Don't worry about what it was that you said Your future ain't over just yet No so shut up & take what you can get
