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Tablature gratuite Not up to you pour guitare acoustique. Partition Stereophonics avec accords pour débutant

Accords (7)

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Accord C (x,3,2,0,1,0)
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Accord D (x,x,0,2,3,2)
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Accord Dsus4 (x,x,0,2,3,3)
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Accord Em (0,2,2,0,0,0)
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Accord G (3,2,0,0,3,3)
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Accord Am (x,0,2,2,1,0)
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Accord D/F# (2,0,0,2,3,2)

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Main riff :

E|--0--0--0--0--|
B|--3--3--0--0--|
G|--0--0--0--0--|
D|--2--2--2--2--|   x 8
A|--3--3--3--3--|
E|--------------|


Intro : x8


1st verse :
C C                 C C             G G             G G
 Salt grips the road awaits his lift again
C C                 C C            G G             G G
 Street orange glow shades the odds against
C C            C C          G G               G G              C C
 One more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick an extra kiss
           C C      
Who's to know whatever!


Chorus:
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you


2nd verse:
C C             C C                     G G               G G
 Swings don't swing, the parks been dead for years
C C             C C                               G G               G G
 How do you know the last swings weren't your last for good
C C                 C C                G G                     G G                  C C
 Hard book on freaks, fresh summer peach, creased magazine, sugar chocolate treat
           C C
Who's to know whatever!


Chorus:
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you


Bridge:
              Am Am          D D              G G Dsus4 Dsus4 D D     
e|------------0-----------3-|          |-3---3---2-|
B|------------1-----------2-|          |-3---3---3-|
G|------------2-----------3-|  x2,     |-0---2---2-|
D|------------2-----------0-|          |-0---0---0-|
A|-0-2-3--------0-2-3-------|          |-2---------|
E|--------------------------|          |-3---------|
3rd Verse :
C C                C C                       G G               G G
 The street's so long where she lost her pocket purse
C C                 C C                     G G               G G
 Kept the last picture of the man she commited first
C C                   C C                   G G                G G                   C C
 Cracked windscreen rain, French murder play, Junk take away, tired street parades
            C C        G G  G G
Who's to know whatever ! whatever



Chorus:
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em  Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you oh, whatever !
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em             Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you, Not up to anything we do
G G          D/F# D/F#       Em Em          Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you
       G G           D/F# D/F#        Em Em       Em Em
ohohoh you, ohohoh you, ohohoh you
               G G  D/F# D/F#            Em Em      Em Em
It’s not up to me, It’s not up to you


Main riff x2


G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em      Em Em
 Not up to me not up to you
G G          D/F# D/F#         Em Em  Em Em>let ring
 Not up to me not up to you

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