Diamonds In The Mud Gerry Cinnamon

Diamonds In The Mud

Gerry Cinnamon

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98
0:00 4:30
Accordatura Standard (E A D G B E)
Tempo 4/4
Tonalità: B
Capotasto:
Senza capotasto

Testo

[Intro 1]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | - D |

[Intro 2]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | - D |

[Intro 3]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | -

[Verse 1]
D           G
 I've got a mate who's a shaman
                            C/G
Gets anything you want in no   time
  D
A weekend at Bernie's
        C                    G
Is a few days without any sunshine
D         G
 I know a right dourfaced bastard
                           C/G
A really nice guy but he hates life
         D
He's got sarcastic eyeballs
         C                             G
And a tongue that can slash like a lockknife

[Chorus]
D      Em                       C
 These faces I've known growing up
                      G
On the streets in the Southside
         Em                         C                   G
From the hills of the milk to the parade in the East End
    Em                       C              G
I remember the change in the accents on the Westside

[Post-Chorus 1]
         Em                 C                  G
Makin' money 'til there's no time left to spend
             Em             C             G
It's all bullshit but we all still pretend

[Verse 2]
G D     G
   When I was a wean
                              C/G
I used to sell puff to make money
          D
But we'd smoke all the profit
       C                          G
And by Friday, it was no longer funny
D         G
 I know a guy who's a lightweight
                           C/G
One or two jars and he's buckled
            D
He's the guy that loses keys
        C                                 G
Has tae break into his own house and gets huckled

[Chorus]
D      Em                       C
 These faces I've known growing up
                      G
On the streets in the Southside
         Em
From the songs in the schemes
        C                            G
Tae the Art School dreams of the town
         Em                      C
And when I lie awake in the nighttime
                 G
These things I remember...

[Post-Chorus 2]
     Em
Some happy, some sad
         C                         G
Bring a smile tae ma face when I'm down
       Em               C               G
In the Priory, or in Sinbad's, in Dunoon

[Bridge]
G          D
 I've been all around the world
            C                           G
But there's nowhere compares tae my hometown
    Em                   C                    G
The mayhem of Glasgow is buried deep in my blood
            D                          C
And there's no other place where a cunt
                   G
Might not be a put down

[Outro]
     Em
It's 13 degrees,
            C                         G
and there's folk in the street in the scud
          Em
Not the best place,
            C                  G
but there's diamonds in the mud
          Em
Not the best place,
            C                  G
but there's diamonds in the mud
          Em                   C       G
Not the best place but there's diamonds

Battute

[Intro 1]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | - D |

[Intro 2]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | - D |

[Intro 3]
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | -

[Verse 1]
                        D |
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | - D |
| G - | - - | C/G - | - - |
| D - | C - | G   - | -

I've got a mate who's a shaman
Gets anything you want in no   time
A weekend at Bernie's
Is a few days without any sunshine
I know a right dourfaced bastard
A really nice guy but he hates life
He's got sarcastic eyeballs
And a tongue that can slash like a lockknife

[Chorus]
                       D |
| Em - | C - | G - | - - |
| Em - | C - | G - | - - |
| Em - | C - | G - | - - |

These faces I've known growing up
On the streets in the Southside
From the hills of the milk to the parade in the East End
I remember the change in the accents on the Westside

[Post-Chorus 1]
| Em | C | G | - |
| Em | C | G | - |

Makin' money 'til there's no time left to spend
It's all bullshit but we all still pretend

[Verse 2]
| G   - | - D | G - | - - |
| C/G - | - - | D - | C - |
| G   - | - D | G - | - - |
| C/G - | - - | D - | C - |
| G   - | -

When I was a wean
I used to sell puff to make money
But we'd smoke all the profit
And by Friday, it was no longer funny
I know a guy who's a lightweight
One or two jars and he's buckled
He's the guy that loses keys
Has tae break into his own house and gets huckled

[Chorus]
          D | Em - | C - |
| G - | - - | Em - | C - |
| G - | - - | Em - | C - |
| G - | - - |

These faces I've known growing up
On the streets in the Southside
From the songs in the schemes
Tae the Art School dreams of the town
And when I lie awake in the nighttime
These things I remember...

[Post-Chorus 2]
        | Em | C |
| G | - | Em | C |
| G | - |

Some happy, some sad
Bring a smile tae ma face when I'm down
In the Priory, or in Sinbad's, in Dunoon

[Bridge]
         | G | - |
| D  | C | G | - |
| Em | C | G | - |
| D  | C | G | - |

I've been all around the world
But there's nowhere compares tae my hometown
The mayhem of Glasgow is buried deep in my blood
And there's no other place where a cunt
Might not be a put down

[Outro]
| Em | C | G | - |
| Em | C | G | - |
| Em | C | G | - |
| Em | C | G |

It's 13 degrees,
and there's folk in the street in the scud
Not the best place,
but there's diamonds in the mud
Not the best place,
but there's diamonds in the mud
Not the best place but there's diamonds

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