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28.05.2009    Pink Floyd - Fearless (Íå â³äîìî)

Êîììåíòàðèé: Meddle (1971), Works (1968-1973) (1983)
		FEARLESS

TUNING:		D G D G B D (open G)

		RIFF FOUR TIMES   C Bb   G  C Bb
		  G                                    C Bb
		You say the hill's too steep to climb
		  G         C Bb
		Climb it!
		  G                                C Bb
		You say you'd like to see me try
		  G       C Bb
		Climb it!
		  A                                      D
		You pick the place and I'll choose the time
		           G                    C
		And I'll climb that hill in my own way
		  G                          C
		Just wait a while, for the right day
		           G              C
		And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
		         D              C                            G
		I look down, hear the sound of the things you said today
		RIFF 4 TIMES
		BRIDGE(slide up and down to these shapes):
		Bm Am Bm Am Bm Am Bm Am
		G  C Bb   G  C Bb
		Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
		Smiling
		Merciless, the magistrate turns round
		Frowning
		And who's the fool who wears the crown
		And go down in your own way
		And everyday is the right day
		And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
		You look down
		Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd
		REPEAT RIFF FOREVER

		CHORDS:                    RIFF:
		   G  A Bb  C  D  Bm  Am
		D  0  2  3  5  7   4   2     0  0  0  0  0  0
		B  0  2  3  5  7   3   1     0  0  0  0  0  0
		G  0  2  3  5  7   4   2     4  5  7  9  11 12
		D  0  2  3  5  7   4   2     0  0  0  0  0  0  (slide down to G)
		G  0  2  3  5  7   x   x     4  5  7  9  11 12
		D  0  2  3  5  7   4   2     0  0  0  0  0  0

		NOTE: The chord names are for the chords in regular tuning. So if you don't
		want to change the tuning you can play the song with these chords in
		regular tuning, but you won't get to play the riff correctly.


Text:
You say the hill's too steep to climb, try it You say you'd like to see me try climb it You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb the hill in my own way Just wait a while for the right day And as I rise above the tree-line And the clouds I look down, hearing the sounds Of the things you've said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling Mercyless the magistrate turns round, frowning And who's the fool who wears the crown Go down in your own way And every day is the right day And as you rise above the fear-lines In his crown You look down, hearing the sound Of the faces in the crowd You never walk alone, you never walk alone Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart And you never walk alone, you never walk alone
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