Little Hands

(início)

From: "Kean, John"
Date: Tue, 24 Feb 1998 09:31:34 +1300
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Transcribed and tabbed by John Kean.
Tuning: DADGAD
Capo: none
Timing: 4/4
INTRO:
 4/4  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .
D||---------------------------|-0---------0-------------|
A||-T-----0-0--0--0-----------|---------0---0-----------|
G||-A-----0-0--0--0-----------|-------0-----0-----------|
D||-B-----3-3--3--3---2-0-----|-----3-------3---2-0-----|
A||---------------------------|-------------------------|
D||---0---------------------0-|-----------------------0-|

VERSES:
     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .    ,  .
||------------------------------|----------------------------|
||---------8-----8---8h10-8-----|--7-----7-----7---7h8-7-----|
||*------------7-----7----7-----|--6-----6-----6---6---6-----|
||*------0--------------------0-|------0-----0-------------0-|
||------------------------------|----------------------------|
||---0--------------------------|----------------------------|
   1. Some sweet perversion on the telephone line
   2.   We stayed out late    'til morning came

    I've been waiting for such a very long time
     I said "I'll take you home if its all the same"

           For her to be free
      Her indifference          fills the room

      The evening was nice but there were too many people
      Some weak seduction on the morning after

       And all my thoughts so depraved and evil
       How it slays me every time I touch her

   Oh lord what would she say
       But she just wants to sleep

                                               She says
                                               She says
CHORUS:
    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .
||------------0-------------|------------0-------------|
||--------3---3-----3-------|--------2---2-----2-------|
||--------2---------2-------|--------1---------1-------|
||------------------------0-|------0-------0-----0---0-|
||--------------------------|--------------------------|
||-0------------------------|--0-----------------------|
   1.     I'm afraid           it's not to be  You're a
   2.     How long             'til you understand  The

    sweet guy    but you      ain't for me
  last thing that I need is another man

     I live my life      in a different way       You
     Didn't you promise    to give it a rest     Right

  know those things you're thinking are a big mistake
  now I need a lover like a hole, like a hole in the chest

BRIDGE:
    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .
||--------------0-----------|--------------------------|
||-----------------0--------|--------------5-----------|
||--------0--------------3--|--------4--------4-----4--|
||-----0-----0--------5-----|-----0-----0--------6-----|
||--------------------------|--------------------------|
||--5-----------------------|--6-----------------------|
         Oh well,               can't blame a guy for

  trying              And I'm smiling even though I'm

  dying      To know the love she says will never

   be

VERSE 3: (piano accompaniment arranged for guitar)
    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .
||--------------------------|-------------H12----------|
||--8-----------------------|--------------------------|
||--7----------10-----------|--9-----------------------|
||--------------------------|-11-----------------------|
||--------------------------|--------------------------|
||--0-----------------------|--------------------------|
      One last conversation at the crowded bar     And

   even thought the music is louder by far

     I hear every word she says

                                              She says
CHORUS:
    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .
||------------0-------------|------------0-------------|
||--------3---3-----3-------|--------2---2-----2-------|
||--------2---------2-------|--------1---------1-------|
||------------------------0-|------0-------0-----0---0-|
||--------------------------|--------------------------|
||-0------------------------|--0-----------------------|
       Don't take it bad don't worry about it

   You're a friend of mine and there's no way around it

 Sometimes you there early sometimes you get there late

  But even if you had a chance you never, never knew the

   game
CODA: (fade out at end)
    ,  .  ,  .  ,  .    ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .    ,  .
||--------2-----2---2h3-2-----|----------------------------|
||--------------3---3---3-----|--------3-----3---3---3-----|
||------2-----2-------------2-|--------0-----0---0h2-0-----|
||----------------------------|------3-----3-------------3-|
||----------------------------|----------------------------|
||--3-------------------------|--2-------------------------|
      Little hands             open smile             I'm

   glad we got            to talk for a while       I
     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .  ,  .     ,  .  ,  .  ,  .    ,  .
||---------2-----2--2--2-----|----------------------------|
||---------3-----3--3--3-----|--------3-----3---3---3-----|
||*------2-----2-----------2-|------0-------0---0h2-0-----|
||*--------------------------|----3-------3-------------3-|
||---------------------------|----------------------------|
||---3-----------------------|--2-------------------------|
   feel O.K. yeah I'm        feeling better
    O.K.                                       yeah it's

   I'll let it go but I'll never say never       It's
   O.K.    yeah...                               It's

   O.K.        yeah yeah                         it's

   O.K.  yeah...

 John Kean
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