heliocentric@breathe.com February 4th 2001. 1.36pm SON OF A GUN by THE LA'S Written by Lee Mavers From the album 'The La's' (Go! Discs, 1990) Chords used: Standard tuning (EADGBe) C: x32010 Bb: x1333x F: 133211 Or alternatively you could tune your guitar down a tone to DGCFAd and use these shapes: C: xx0232 Bb x32033 (Bbadd9) F: 320033 C Bb (x4) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1)CIf (x32010@1)you want Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CI'll (x32010@1)sell you a life story Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1)CAbout (x32010@1)a man who's a loggerheads with his past all the time Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1)CHe's (x32010@1)alive Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1)Bband (x1333x@1)living in purgatory C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CAll (x32010@1)he's doing is rooming in hotels Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CAnd (x32010@1)scooping up lots of wine F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbThere (x1333x@1)was once a boy of life F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbWho (x1333x@1)lived upon the knife F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbHe (x1333x@1)took his share of everywhere F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CBut (x32010@1)he never took a wife... Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1)CHe (x32010@1)was born Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1)BbTo (x1333x@1)live like a mercenary C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbWell (x1333x@1)personally I think that's fine C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CIf (x32010@1)you're in the right mind Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1)name="chord_x1333x@1">Bb C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1)C (x32010@1)BbHe (x1333x@1)was bur - ned by the twentieth century C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbNow (x1333x@1)he's doing time in the back of his mind C (x32010@1) BbHe (x1333x@1)can hear them outside F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbBetter (x1333x@1)run, rabbit run F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbRun (x1333x@1)into the sun F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbKick (x1333x@1)your heels in the killing fields F (133211@1) Bb (x1333x@1) CRun (x32010@1)rabbit run Bb (x1333x@1) C (x32010@1) BbYou're (x1333x@1)the son of a gun C Bb (x8) He was born to live like a mercenary Well personally I think that's fine If you're in the right mind. F (133211@1)