Rotten Town (Acoustic)
Ludo
Prepare the Preparations
This beginning is borrowed from the intro tab that was previously posted. Thanks
for the help. I added the full chords to it. While the acoustic version
recording clearly has multiple guitar tracks, this sounds good for one person playing.
[Am] [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] [Am]
---------0---------------1---------------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
---------1---------------3---------------1-------0-------1-------1-----|
---------2---------------2---------------2-------1-------2-------2-----|
---------2---------------0-3-7---0-3-7---2-------2-------2-------2-----|
-0-0-0---0-3-7---0-3-7---------0-------0-0-3-7---2-------0-3-7---0-----|
-------0-------0-------0-----------------------0-0-4-7-4-------0-------|
(The above is played for the first verse and the first half of the second verse)
Verse 1:
'Twas [Am]quite the inky black [Dm]night
All the [Am]weather vanes were turning
And the [E]constable was burning out his [Am]light
When [Am]low our anchors went [Dm]down, barnacle bound
The [Am]men were up and churning
Yes, and [E]soon the square was burning to the [Am]ground
Walkup
[Am] [G] [Am]
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|--1--1--3--1--|
|--2--2--0--2--|
|--2--2--5-----|
|--0--0--------|
|--------------|
Prechorus:
And [Dm]oh the flames were as [E]gold
Chorus:
I scowl at the [Am]angry m[F]oon
I am [C]sick on myself I'm a [G]bum
What have I be[Am]come
A drunken ma[F]roon run ag[E]round
In this rotten [Am]town[Am][Am][E][Am]
Verse 2:
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/l/ludo/rotten_town_acoustic_crd.html )
It's [Am]been a fortnight or [Dm]two
The [Am]mutineers are plotting against
the [E]captain as I'm rotting in the [Am]goo
(palm mute)
The [Am]constable was set to drown while the shabby scabs that went to town were
[Dm]reconnoitering with blades and gun
But the [Am]ale had started spilling
Yes, and [E]soon the crew was killing every[Am]one
(walkup)
Prechorus 2:
And [Dm]all the streets burned with [E]gold,
But, [Dm]oh, my bones were so [E]cold
Chorus: (slightly different)
I scowl at the [Am]angry m[F]oon
I am [C]sick on myself I'm a [G]bum
What have I be[Am]come
A drunken ma[F]roon run ag[C]round
[G]In this rotten [E]town
Bridge:
I [A]stumble down the harbor to the tavern on the square
And heard a raucous ruckus as it [E]rang
[A]From some foul inebriates
Some [D]men I used to call my mates
Were [A]lost in song and [E]this is what they [A]sang
They sang,
"H[A]eigh, hi, yo, ho! O'er the Atlantic we [E]go
[A]Drinking 'till we all get sick
And [D]coming up with limericks
But we [A]never quite re[E]member how they [A]end"
I can [F#m]see my childhood [D]home
I [A]think of my dear old [E]mum
What have I be[Am]come[Am][Am][E][Am]
Chorus: (same chords as the first chorus)
I scowl at the angry moon
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (In this rotten)
In this rotten, In this rotten town
Ludo
Prepare the Preparations
This beginning is borrowed from the intro tab that was previously posted. Thanks
for the help. I added the full chords to it. While the acoustic version
recording clearly has multiple guitar tracks, this sounds good for one person playing.
[Am] [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] [Am]
---------0---------------1---------------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
---------1---------------3---------------1-------0-------1-------1-----|
---------2---------------2---------------2-------1-------2-------2-----|
---------2---------------0-3-7---0-3-7---2-------2-------2-------2-----|
-0-0-0---0-3-7---0-3-7---------0-------0-0-3-7---2-------0-3-7---0-----|
-------0-------0-------0-----------------------0-0-4-7-4-------0-------|
(The above is played for the first verse and the first half of the second verse)
Verse 1:
'Twas [Am]quite the inky black [Dm]night
All the [Am]weather vanes were turning
And the [E]constable was burning out his [Am]light
When [Am]low our anchors went [Dm]down, barnacle bound
The [Am]men were up and churning
Yes, and [E]soon the square was burning to the [Am]ground
Walkup
[Am] [G] [Am]
|-----------0--|
|--1--1--3--1--|
|--2--2--0--2--|
|--2--2--5-----|
|--0--0--------|
|--------------|
Prechorus:
And [Dm]oh the flames were as [E]gold
Chorus:
I scowl at the [Am]angry m[F]oon
I am [C]sick on myself I'm a [G]bum
What have I be[Am]come
A drunken ma[F]roon run ag[E]round
In this rotten [Am]town[Am][Am][E][Am]
Verse 2:
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/l/ludo/rotten_town_acoustic_crd.html )
It's [Am]been a fortnight or [Dm]two
The [Am]mutineers are plotting against
the [E]captain as I'm rotting in the [Am]goo
(palm mute)
The [Am]constable was set to drown while the shabby scabs that went to town were
[Dm]reconnoitering with blades and gun
But the [Am]ale had started spilling
Yes, and [E]soon the crew was killing every[Am]one
(walkup)
Prechorus 2:
And [Dm]all the streets burned with [E]gold,
But, [Dm]oh, my bones were so [E]cold
Chorus: (slightly different)
I scowl at the [Am]angry m[F]oon
I am [C]sick on myself I'm a [G]bum
What have I be[Am]come
A drunken ma[F]roon run ag[C]round
[G]In this rotten [E]town
Bridge:
I [A]stumble down the harbor to the tavern on the square
And heard a raucous ruckus as it [E]rang
[A]From some foul inebriates
Some [D]men I used to call my mates
Were [A]lost in song and [E]this is what they [A]sang
They sang,
"H[A]eigh, hi, yo, ho! O'er the Atlantic we [E]go
[A]Drinking 'till we all get sick
And [D]coming up with limericks
But we [A]never quite re[E]member how they [A]end"
I can [F#m]see my childhood [D]home
I [A]think of my dear old [E]mum
What have I be[Am]come[Am][Am][E][Am]
Chorus: (same chords as the first chorus)
I scowl at the angry moon
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (I scowl at the angry moon)
I am sick on myself I'm a bum
What have I become
A drunken maroon run aground
In this rotten town (In this rotten)
In this rotten, In this rotten town