Date: Sun, 18 Jan 1998 20:04:19 +0100 (CET)
From: Peter Eybert
Subject: CRD: The Pride You Hide by Roger Daltrey
The Pride you hide
written by Tesco, Dalgleish, Daltrey
performed by Roger Daltrey
from "Under a raging moon", 1985
[C] [Cadd9] [C] [Asus2] [Am]
[C] [Cadd9] [C] [Am7] [Am]
VERSE:
I"m [C]not the kind of guy to let jelousy
[Am]break me up inside[Asus4]
I've [C]got no time for sympathy
that girl she's just a memory
over [Am]which I'll glide.[Asus4][Am]
[F]Some [F6]say that [G6]I shouldn't [Am]care
that [F]I should celebrate now she's [G]out of my [Am]hair
but [F]Lord [G]kn[Am]ows, the [F]pride you hide.[C]
[C]Hanging around the same old bars and driving in the same old cars
with the [Asus2]same old friends.[Asus4][Am]
Those [C]weekends I spent on my own,
at first I found it hard alone.
Now I'm [Am]on the mend.
A [F]voice [F6]tells me that [G6]I was such a [Am]fool
to t[F]hrow away everything I [G]had with [Am]you.
But [F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide[C]
when you're [Fmaj7]breakin' up ins[C]ide.
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws the [F]pride you hide.[C]
(CHORUS:)
The [C]pride you hide, when you're breakin' up inside.
[Am]Every single day sees this man break down and cry,
[C]try and find the strength to make it through the day,
[Am]try and find the strength to say come back and stay.
And [C]all my emotions lying in the snow
we're [Am]walking down the streets where the two of us used to go.
[F]Somewhere over there from the door of a street cafe
[G]I hear that old blues guitar play:
(SLIDE SOLO, like VERSE)
I f[C]ound some things of yours today, and an old guitar you used to play,
threw them [Am]all away.[Asus2][Am]
They [C]took me to another place
I smelt your perfume, saw your face
with your [Am]hair that way.[Asus2][Am]
[F]All that [F6]happened was a [G6]stupid mist[Am]ake
I [F]acted like a [F6]fool now [G6]it's too [Am]late
I'm an[F]other lonely [F6]guy with no [G6]heart for forg[Am]iving,
with[F]out you ar[F6]ound, I find it [G6]so hard l[Am]iving.
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide,[C]
when you're [F]breakin' up inside.[C]
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide,[C]
when you're [F]breakin' up inside.[C]
Cadd9 x32030
Am7 x02213
Asus2 x02200
Asus4 x02230
F6 13x231
G6 35x453
[--]pjoe@charon.muc.de
From: Peter Eybert
Subject: CRD: The Pride You Hide by Roger Daltrey
The Pride you hide
written by Tesco, Dalgleish, Daltrey
performed by Roger Daltrey
from "Under a raging moon", 1985
[C] [Cadd9] [C] [Asus2] [Am]
[C] [Cadd9] [C] [Am7] [Am]
VERSE:
I"m [C]not the kind of guy to let jelousy
[Am]break me up inside[Asus4]
I've [C]got no time for sympathy
that girl she's just a memory
over [Am]which I'll glide.[Asus4][Am]
[F]Some [F6]say that [G6]I shouldn't [Am]care
that [F]I should celebrate now she's [G]out of my [Am]hair
but [F]Lord [G]kn[Am]ows, the [F]pride you hide.[C]
[C]Hanging around the same old bars and driving in the same old cars
with the [Asus2]same old friends.[Asus4][Am]
Those [C]weekends I spent on my own,
at first I found it hard alone.
Now I'm [Am]on the mend.
A [F]voice [F6]tells me that [G6]I was such a [Am]fool
to t[F]hrow away everything I [G]had with [Am]you.
But [F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide[C]
when you're [Fmaj7]breakin' up ins[C]ide.
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws the [F]pride you hide.[C]
(CHORUS:)
The [C]pride you hide, when you're breakin' up inside.
[Am]Every single day sees this man break down and cry,
[C]try and find the strength to make it through the day,
[Am]try and find the strength to say come back and stay.
And [C]all my emotions lying in the snow
we're [Am]walking down the streets where the two of us used to go.
[F]Somewhere over there from the door of a street cafe
[G]I hear that old blues guitar play:
(SLIDE SOLO, like VERSE)
I f[C]ound some things of yours today, and an old guitar you used to play,
threw them [Am]all away.[Asus2][Am]
They [C]took me to another place
I smelt your perfume, saw your face
with your [Am]hair that way.[Asus2][Am]
[F]All that [F6]happened was a [G6]stupid mist[Am]ake
I [F]acted like a [F6]fool now [G6]it's too [Am]late
I'm an[F]other lonely [F6]guy with no [G6]heart for forg[Am]iving,
with[F]out you ar[F6]ound, I find it [G6]so hard l[Am]iving.
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide,[C]
when you're [F]breakin' up inside.[C]
[F]Lord [G]kno[Am]ws, the [F]pride you hide,[C]
when you're [F]breakin' up inside.[C]
Cadd9 x32030
Am7 x02213
Asus2 x02200
Asus4 x02230
F6 13x231
G6 35x453
[--]pjoe@charon.muc.de
