Fools 2
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)
From "Fireball", 1971
intro 1:
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------------------------
G|------------------------------------------------------------------
D|-------------------------------------------------4-2--------------
A|----------------7\4--2/4------7\4--------------------4------------
E|--4/7--4/7--4/7-----------4/7------7\4--2/4-7\4---------4/7-------

intro 2 (fingerpick):
e|--------------- -------
B|--------------- ---0---
G|--------4------ adding some -4---4- unisono variations
D|-----4-----4--- -------
A|--2------------ -------
E|--------------- -------
(troughout)
I'm crying -- I'm dying
verse 1:
e|------------------------------------------- ---------
B|------------------------------------------- ---------
G|------------------------------------------- last one ---------
D|------7/9---7/9---7---------7/9---7-------- ending with ---------
A|--9---5/7---5/7---5-9---9---5/7---5-7-9\--- --7------
E|--7-----------------7---7-----------5-7\--- --5------
I can see what's wrong with me -- It's in my head
I can see what's gonna be -- As I lie in my bed
Man is not my brotherhood -- I am of the dead
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------
B|---------------------------------------------------------------5---
G|--------------------------------------------------------------(7)b9
D|---------------------------7---------------------------------------
A|-----------------------------7--5-4-5-4h5p4------------------------
E|--5-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-7--7h10------------------5-7--10-10-9-9\0-0-----
I died as I lived as I loved and was born
On some distant hill
The reasons to hide were the reasons I cried
Fools pass laughing still
verse 2:
There can be bad blood in all I can see -- It's in my brain
You don't know the pain I feel -- As I must live again
Rocks and stones can't bruise my soul but tears will leave a stain
They smile to themselves as they lay down my head
On some distant hill
The blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye
Fools smile as they kill
Ritchie's solo, done with volume knob acrobatics, bit tricky:
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------------------------
G|------------------------------------------------------------------
D|--2-----2---4-5-7---5-4-0---2-4-2------2---4-5-7---0---9-7-5-7-0--
A|------------------------------------------------------------------
E|------------------------------------------------------------------
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------------------------
G|------------------------------------------------------------------
D|--0---2-0-----4---2-0---0-------------0-----2---0-----------------
A|----------0-----------4---2-----2---3---0---------3-0---2---------
E|------------------------------------------------------------------
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|--5---7---5---7---5-------------------------------5---------------
G|--------7-------7-----7-6-----------4-6---7-6------76-4-----5-----
D|--------------------------7-----7-------4-----6-7-------7---------
A|------------------------------------------------------------------
E|------------------------------------------------------------------
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------------------------
G|------------------------------------------------7-5-4-------------
D|--------0-----2-0---------------2---4-5-7---0---------5-7---------
A|--2---3-----------2---0-------------------------------------------
E|----------3---------------3---------------------------------------
e|------------------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------------------------
G|------4-5-7-------------------------------------------------------
D|--7-----------4---7-4-5-2-0-----0---2-----------------------------
A|------------------------------------------------------------------
E|------------------------------------------------------------------
verse 3:
I got my own way to go and now I want -- To take your minds
I believe if you could see -- The blood between the lines
I believe that you could be -- A better kind
Please lead the way so the unborn can play
On some greener hill
Laugh as the flames eat their burning remains
Fools die laughing still





     
     
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