#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: rkh2@ukc.ac.uk B A C K I N G O U T by John Wesley Harding from The Name Above The Title A E A E A E B7 E A E A E A E B7 E A E A E A Been living in the city too long now E B7 E Even my lungs have started to groan A E A E A Everybody is singing their own song E B7 E Sometimes I want to sing alone E A E Never been a prima donna A E B7 I never seem to want to be the one to complain B7 E A Enough's too much and now I'm a goner C#m A B7 E Stop the madness scene before it drives me insane A E Take me where the sun won't shine on me A E B7 Take me where my conscience won't go now E A Take me where the sun won't shine - on me C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know A E A E A E B7 E A E A E A E B7 E A E A E A Everyone around this town is so angry now E B7 E Blaring horns and swearing; shaking fists A E A E A If everybody in the world was a hit man E B7 E We'd wipe each other off each other's hit lists E A E Who wants to stand and be counted A E B7 B7 Or anger every man until there's lines on your face, now E A I don't want to be the one to start the shouting C#m A B7 E I'm part of this society and I know my place A E Take me where the sun won't shine on me A E B7 Take me where my conscience won't go now E A Take me where the sun won't shine - on me C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know A E Everything around this town is so boring Well nothing changes; Nothing doesn't stay the same A E Ten years when we had high ideals We couldn't wait to play the protest game E A E But now we have our thing together E A E B7(sus4) Our brand new leathers, three bank accounts E A Who cares about the starving millions C#m A B7 E We're just happy that our cheques don't bounce A E Take me where the sun won't shine on me A E B7 Take me where my conscience won't go now E A Take me where the sun won't shine - on me C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know C#m A B7 E Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to ... C#m A B7 E No, Don't tell me I'm backing out 'cause I don't want to know A E A E A E B7 E A E A E A E B7 E ==== T B E E N D ==== Notes ~~~~~ 1. I'm not too sure about the lyrics (thanks to Alan Pulliam for supplying them, BTW). I had completely the wrong idea originally in a few places and I've listened carefully and made one or two minor changes to them, but I'm still unsure of a few bits: Stop the madness scene before it drives me insane ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Or anger every man until there's lines on your face, now ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^especially this bit^ Our brand new leathers, three bank accounts ^^^^^^^^ Here, Alan reckons it's probably `Lotus' 3. ***** I will be posting all Wes tabs/crds that I do in future to ***** ***** the newsgroup rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature since some ***** ***** hosts do not receive any of the `alt' groups. ***** 4. The licks in this song are pretty easy, so I haven't included them in the CRD.