• Song:

    Cemetry Gates

  • Artist:

    The Smiths

  • Album:

    The Final Gig

For the record, the song's actual name is, in fact, "Cemetry Gates".
You can check it in the album's Wikipedia page in which in the song 
listing it is spelled that way and in every mention of the song.
Even in the song it is pronounced that way. I think it has something
to do with the song's meaning (Morrissey's say on being accused with
plagiarism from his favorite authors) which is why it is spelled that
way or just an infamous spelling mistake. Enough with discussion and 
proceed to the song!

I've split them in counts so you won't get too confused to follow the 
song which might have been the problem with the earlier tab which 
people on found it mildly accurate.

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Intro:

  D  (the single strummed note in the beginning)

| C   G | C   G |
| C   G | C  D  G |


| G
  A dreaded sunny day
      | G                          C   |
  So I meet you at the cemetery gates
| C           D        |  Em       D   C  |
  Keats and Yeats are on your side
| G
  A dreaded sunny day
     | G                          C    |
  So I meet you at the cemetery gates
| C           D        |  Em       D   C  |
  Keats and Yeats are on your side
| C     D           G     |
  While Wilde is on mine


| G                   |  G                  C   
  So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
         |  C                  D
  All those people all those lives
         |   Em    D 
  Where are they now?
C     |  G
  With loves, with hates
   |  G                   C  |
  And passions just like mine
         |  C                   D     
  They were born, and then they lived
             |  Em      D   C  |
  And then they died, 
      |    C       D         G | 
  Seems so unfair, I want to cry


        |  Bm
  You say, "'ere thrice the sun hath door
                     G  
  Salutation to the dawn"
        |  Bm                        G  
  And you claim these words as your own
|  C                    |  D               
  But I've well read, have heard them said
          | Em                      F
  A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more)

     |   G
  If you must write prose and poems
   |  G                             C  
  The words you use should be your own
     |  C              D  |  Em    D   C  
  Don't plagiarize or take "on loan"
              |  G
  There's always someone, somewhere
      |  G                C
  With a big nose, who knows
    | C                      D
  And who trips you up and laughs
       |   Em   D  C
  When you fall
       | C                 D
  Who'll trip you up and laugh
            G   
  When you fall


        |   Bm                  G
  You say, "'ere long done do does did"
|  Bm                             G
  Words which could only be your own
|   C
  And then produce the text
     | D               
  From whence was ripped
           |  Em                         F
  Some dizzy whore, eighteen hundred and four


          |  G
  A dreaded sunny day, o let's go where we're happy
      | G                          C   |
  And I meet you at the cemetery gates
| C           D        |  Em       D   C  |
  Keats and Yeats are on your side
          |  G
  A dreaded sunny day, o let's go where we're wanted
      | G                          C   |
  And I meet you at the cemetery gates
| C           D        |  Em       D   C  |
  Keats and Yeats are on your side––but you lose
      |  C           D           G     
  'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine 


Outro: 

| C   G | C   G | 
| C   G | C   G | (slowly fading)
| C   G | C   G | 
| C   G | C   G | 
| C   G | C   G |
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