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Pink Floyd-Time - BPM - 97

[Intro - BPM 120]
[Verse 1]   
[F#m] Ticking away the moments that make up a [A] dull day
[E] Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand [F#m] way 
[F#m] Kicking around on a piece of ground in your [A] hometown
[E] Waiting for someone or something to show you the [F#m] way 

[Chorus]  
[Dmaj7] Tired of lying in the sunshine, 
[Amaj7] staying home to watch the rain
[Dmaj7] You are young and life is long, and 
[Amaj7] there is time to kill today
[Dmaj7] And then one day you find, 
[C#m7] ten years have got behind you
[Bm7] No one told you when to run .. (run - low E - 4 2 0)
[E] You missed the starting gun

[Guitar Solo]
[F#m] [A] [E] [F#m] x 4
[Dmaj7] [Amaj7] [Dmaj7] [Amaj7] [Dmaj7] [C#m7] [Bm7] [E]

[Verse 2]    
And you [F#m] run and you run to catch up 
with the Sun, but it's [A] sinking;
[E] Racing around to come up behind you ag 
[F#m] ain
The [F#m] Sun is the same in a relative way, 
but you're [A] older,
[E] shorter of breath, and one day closer to 
[F#m] death.

[Dmaj7] Every year is getting shorter, 
[Amaj7] never seem to find the time.
[Dmaj7] Plans that either come to naught, or 
[Amaj7] half a page of scribbled lines.
[Dmaj7] Hanging on in quiet desper 
[C#m7] ation is the English way.
The [Bm] time is gone, the song is over. 
[Bm7] Thought I'd something [F] more to say.

Emadd9 (022002) A Emadd9 A

[Verse 3] 
[Em7] Home, home ag [A] ain
[Em7] I like to be here when I [A] can
[Em7] When I come home, cold and [A] tired
[Em7] It's good to warm my bones beside the [A] fire
[Cmaj7] Far away, across the field
[Bm7] Tolling on the iron bell
[Fmaj7] Calls the faithful to their knees
[G] To hear the softly 
[D7#9 - Hendrix chord - X5456] spoken 
[D7b9 - x54545 - move little finger to high E string and barre] 
magic [Bm] spell

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Kenny Rogers-The Gambler - BPM - 97

[Verse - No drums]
     G                          C               G
On a warm summer's evening on a train bound for nowhere
  G                              G                 D
I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to speak
   G                               C             G
So we took turns a-starin' out the window at the darkness
     C           G       D7                G
'Til boredom overtook us   and he began to speak.
         G                             C                G
He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
G                                                        D
Knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes,
       G                               C                 G
And if you don't mind me sayin', I can see you're out of aces,
          C             G              D               G
And for a taste of your whiskey   I'll give you some advice."

(bass drum on 2 and 4 to begin with - no snare)
     G                           C                  G
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow;
G                                G              D
  Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light,
        G                                C               G
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression,
                  C                 G                   D                G
' said "If you're gon   na play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.
 
[Chorus - Half time shuffle]
           G                      C                G
You got to know when to hold 'em,     Know when to fold 'em,
C                G                          D
    Know when to walk away And know when to run.
          G     D    G                  C              G
You never count your money  When you're sittin' at the table;
            C               G          D                   G
There'll be time enough for countin'     When the dealin's done.
 
[Verse]
A                            D            A
Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
A                                                  E
Is knownin' what to throw away and knowin' what to keep
       A     E        A           D              A
'Cause every hand's a winner, and every hand's a loser,
        D                 A              E           A
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep." 

[Verse]
    A                             D                      A
And when he finished speakin', he turned back toward the window,
A                                            E
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep, (drums stop)
    A         E      A             D                 A
And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler, he broke even,
    D            A                E                A
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.  
 
[Chorus - Drums back in]
           A                      D               A
You got to know when to hold 'em,    Know when to fold 'em,
D              A             A            E
  Know when to walk away And know when to run.
          A     E    A                  D              A
You never count your money  When you're sittin' at the table;
            A     D         A           E                      A
There'll be time enough for countin'        When the dealin's done.
 
[Chorus]
           A                      D               A
You got to know when to hold 'em,    Know when to fold 'em,
D              A             A            E
  Know when to walk away And know when to run.
          A     E    A                  D              A
You never count your money  When you're sittin' at the table;
            A     D         A           E                      A
There'll be time enough for countin'        When the dealin's done.

[Chorus - A Cappella]
             A                      D            A
You got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em,
 D            A                          E
Know when to walk away And know when to run.
            A     E    A                  D              A
You never count your money  When you're sittin' at the table;
            A     D         A           E                      A
There'll be time enough for countin'        When the dealin's done.

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