Worrying Kind

(início)

Year: 2007
Legend:
~ = Long tone
b = Bend
(12) = What Tone you bend to
h = Hammer on
p = Pull off
PAUS = Eeh... Paus ^^
That's all you need to know =)
Intro: A
A
Moves, I like to make them
Grooves, I like to shake them
                              D
Shake me from my troublesome mind
           E            F#m
Cause sometimes you’ll find
          C#m        F#m
 that I’m out of my mind
         A              D       A
You see baby, I’m the worrying kind
A
Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
                                D
Shake them from my troublesome mind
         E           F#m
And you turn up your nose
        C#m        F#m
It’s a joke you suppose
     E                     A
But baby, I’m the worrying kind
           F#m
So if you see me somewhere
              F#m/F
With that glassy ol’ stare
        F#m/F              D#m7-5
And the panic and fear in my eyes
       E                        F°
Don’t call for first aid or the fire brigade
         F#m                 G
Or the local police cause they wont care
             D                    A/C#
I’m just a silly old boy with my head in the can
      Bm7                              A
I’m just a mortal with potential of a superman
          E
But what sense does it make
         Bm/F#
When i feel like a fake
           E/G#                  E
When i’m saying to you all be good for goodness sake
A
Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
                                 D
Shake them from my troublesome mind
           E              F#m        C#m
And why? -Heaven knows, It’s a joke I suppose
    F#m            D         A
But baby, I’m the worrying kind
Solo here!
          G#m
So if you see me somewhere
         G#m/G
With that glassy ol’ stare
           G#m
And the panic and fear in my eyes
        F#m                       G°
Don’t call for first aid or the fire brigade
        G#m                 A
Or the local police cause they wont care
          E                    B/D#
I’m just silly old boy with my head in the can
            C#m7                        B
I’m just a mortal with potential of a superman
           F#
But what sense does it make
        C#m/G#
When i feel like a fake
            F#/A#                F#
When i’m saying to you all be good for goodness sake?
       B
Ooh! Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
                                 E
Shake them from my troublesome mind
        F#         G#m
And why? -Heaven knows,
        D#m      G#m
It’s a joke I suppose
     F#            E        B
But baby, I’m the worrying kind
         F#           G#m
And You turn up your nose
         D#m       G#m
And you say it’s a pose
     F#              E       B
But Baby, I’m the worrying kind
         F#           G#m
Yeah, sometimes I’m blind
        D#m         G#m
I’m just out of my mind
   F#             E      B
Baby, I’m the worrying kind

/TeH_bRokeN