I Started Something I Couldnt Finish – The Smiths
Nghệ sĩ: The Smiths
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
~ THE SMITHS ~
~ I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN'T FINISH ~
~ Strangeways, Here We Come ~
Arranged for one guitar by Sam Hastings ([email protected])
CHORDS:
E: 0 2 2 1 0 0
C#m7: x 4 6 4 5 4
C#7: x 4 6 4 6 4
D7: x 5 7 5 7 5
E7: x 7 9 7 9 7
F7: x 8 10 8 10 8
Intro
e|-0-0-----0-0-0-----0-0-|
B|-0-0-----0-0-0-----0-0-|
G|-1-1-----1-1-1-----1-1-|
D|-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-|
A|-2-----------2---------|
E|-0-----------0---------|
G|---------|
D|---------|
A|---5/7-5-| (This is the little bass fill that Andy Rourke plays)
E|-0-------|
e|-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4----4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4----6-7-|
B|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5----6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6----5-5-|
G|-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4----4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--------|
D|-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6----6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6--------|
A|-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4----4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4--------|
E|-----------------------------------------------|
e|-5-5-5-5-5-5----7-7----8--8--|
B|-7-7-7-7-7-7----9-9----10-10-|
G|-5-5-5-5-5-5----7-7----8--8--|
D|-7-7-7-7-7-7----9-9----10-10-|
A|-5-5-5-5-5-5----7-7----8--8--|
E|-----------------------------|
e|-----2----2---2---2-----------2---|
B|-----2----2---2---2-----------2---|
G|-3-3-3----3-3-3-3-3----2--3---4---|
D|-4-4-4----4-4-4-4-4----2--3---4---|
A|-4-4--------4---4------0--1---2---|
E|-2-2--------2---2-----------------|
Verse 1→ Phiên khúc
The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
With a hard-faced three-word gesture
I started something, I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure
Verse 2→ Phiên khúc
I grabbed you by the gilded beams... grrrrr...
That's what tradition means
And I doused another venture with a gesture
That was absolutely violent
I started something, I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure
Interlude
Verse 3→ Phiên khúc
I grabbed you by the gilded beams... grrrrr...
That's what tradition means
And now eighteen months hard labour seems fair enough
I started something, and I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure
I started something, I started something
Typical me, typical me, typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure
Outro
(Fade out)