standard tuning: EADGBe
there was no tab for this so i made one. I'm sure it's not 100% in fact the part:
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an
is probably very wrong. If you have any questions you can reach me at
Enjoy!
Intro (E)
[E]Just take it nic[C]e and easy,
Don't go looki[G]ng for a fig[D]ht,
There's ta[E]lk of revolu[C]tion,
And they're o[G]ut in force ton[D]ight.
And do[E]wn on the st[C]reet,
Where the wh[G]ole city's,
Turning o[E]ut, singin "we[C]'ll over[G]come",
They're m[E]et by the ra[C]nks,
Of soldi[G]ers and tanks,
Who'll sen[E]d them back [C]to Kingdom C[G]ome.
Cause a pa[C]wn don't know he's a p[E]awn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
E G D C/G (x2)
Intro (E)
So we cele[E]brate in sil[C]ence,
Every mo[G]ment our hearts sti[D]ll beat,
And we we[E]ar the weight of vio[C]lence,
That's gener[G]ations de[D]ep.
And sl[E]eep, it comes sl[C]owly,
When the wh[G]ole city's glowing,
[E]Like a f[C]ire on the s[G]un,
And though the wh[E]ole world is sin[C]king,
There's so[G]me fools still thinking,
There's pe[E]ace at the e[C]nd of a g[G]un.
oh a [C]pawn don't know he's a[E] pawn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
E G D C/G (x2)
a p[C]awn don't know he's a p[E]awn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
(end on E)
there was no tab for this so i made one. I'm sure it's not 100% in fact the part:
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an
is probably very wrong. If you have any questions you can reach me at
Enjoy!
Intro (E)
[E]Just take it nic[C]e and easy,
Don't go looki[G]ng for a fig[D]ht,
There's ta[E]lk of revolu[C]tion,
And they're o[G]ut in force ton[D]ight.
And do[E]wn on the st[C]reet,
Where the wh[G]ole city's,
Turning o[E]ut, singin "we[C]'ll over[G]come",
They're m[E]et by the ra[C]nks,
Of soldi[G]ers and tanks,
Who'll sen[E]d them back [C]to Kingdom C[G]ome.
Cause a pa[C]wn don't know he's a p[E]awn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
E G D C/G (x2)
Intro (E)
So we cele[E]brate in sil[C]ence,
Every mo[G]ment our hearts sti[D]ll beat,
And we we[E]ar the weight of vio[C]lence,
That's gener[G]ations de[D]ep.
And sl[E]eep, it comes sl[C]owly,
When the wh[G]ole city's glowing,
[E]Like a f[C]ire on the s[G]un,
And though the wh[E]ole world is sin[C]king,
There's so[G]me fools still thinking,
There's pe[E]ace at the e[C]nd of a g[G]un.
oh a [C]pawn don't know he's a[E] pawn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
E G D C/G (x2)
a p[C]awn don't know he's a p[E]awn,
Or he'd d[G]raw a line in the sa[D]nd,
But wh[C]en he's got his finger on that tri[E]gger,
A m[G]an don't k[D]now he's a m[C]an...
[G]He d[D]on't kn[C]ow h[G]e's [A]a m[E]an...
(end on E)
