Cifra de Aqualong (acoustic) - Jethro Tull
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Main riff:
e|--------------|
B|--------------|
G|--------------|
D|--------------|
A|-5-----3-4-3--|
E|---3-6--------|
e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-6--6--6---8--8--8---10-10-10-------------------------------------------------------|
A|-4--4--4---6--6--6---8--8--8---6--8--6--8--9-------6--6--6--6-----9---9--7-----5~---|
E|-----------------------------------------------9~--------------9------------7-------|
verse 1:
Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes,.........hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run,..............hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck,.........oh Aqualung
[Refrão]
Gm F C
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
Cm Gm F
Taking time the only way he knows
Gm F C
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
Cm Gm F
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Gm F C
Feeling alone, the armies up the road
Cm Gm F
Salvation a-la-mode and a cup of tea
Gm F C
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
Cm Gm F
You poor old sod you see it's only me
Faster:
Gm F Gm
Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze?
Gm F Gm
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony
And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds
And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring
Gm F C
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
Cm Gm F
Taking time the only way he knows
Gm F C
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
Cm Gm F
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Gm F C
Feeling alone, the armies up the road
Cm Gm F
Salvation a-la-mode and a cup of tea
Gm F C
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
Cm Gm F
You poor old sod you see it's only me
Guitar solo
verse 2:
Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes,.........hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run,..............hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck,.........oh Aqualung
(end)