New Model Army - Eleven Years

      
 
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 #Date: Sun, 10 May 1998 11:51:45 +0200
 #From: J?rgen Bohn <un3g@rzstud1.rz.uni-karlsruhe.de>
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 #Eleven Years / New Model Army (Impurity)
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 Intro 
 
 |: F G :|
 
 Verse 1 
 
 F                                         G         
 Stevie said now don't look round they're watching us
      F                          G         
 Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club
         F                              G                        
 And the grey eyes, the storm that I've come to know and wish for
 F                       
 Before I caught a breath
               G            
 Well she was standing there
    F                                   G      
 We walked the streets of our town just talking
         F                                        F              
 And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks
      F                                   G                          
 Just when your life is stale and there's reason there for everything
 F                              G     
 Something comes to kick you up inside
 
 
 Chorus 
 
  Dm          C            G          
 Eleven sweet years and no nearer home
   Dm                C                  G          
 A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone
       Dm          C    G                G       
 Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness
        F           F      
 Trying not to look down...
 
 
 Verse 2 
 
 No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes
 Twisted up and turning my bed alone
 And separation pains like a blunted amputation
 Pushing endless coms in the telephone
 
 Chorus 
 
 Eleven sweet years and no nearer home...
 
 Special 
 
    Bb  
 So rest
 C                       Bb 
  In these open arms and cry
 C                        Bb      
  Until they come for you and tell
 Dm                                  C        
  And tell me everything that you've ever felt
 C                       G          
  Tell me everything you want to see
 
 Bridge 
 
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 Verse 3 
 
 Forever running even when we are standing still
 Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow
 And shouting out inside
 I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you
 Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road
 
 Chorus 
 
 Eleven sweet years and no nearer home...
 
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 Chords for guitar by Juergen Bohn,
 http://www.uni-karlsruhe.de/~un3g/nma.html