歌谱：too late(TXT吉他谱)

Date: Mon, 19 Jan 1998 21:05:12 -0500 (EST)
From: wbknox@unity.ncsu.edu
Subject: TAB: too_late.tab by Goldfinger

Song: Too Late
Band: Goldfinger
Album: Hang-Ups (1997)
Written by John Feldman
Transcribed by Luke Knox (lukeknox@iname.com) e-mail me!

This is another kick-ass Goldfinger song. I did this as a request, and 
I'm taking any you have off of Hang-ups, or from other cool ska-punk 
bands. Anyways, enjoy this one:

[Intro]: feedback

[Verse]:
E-------------------
B-------------------     
G---7-------4-------
D---7---7---4---4---  
A---5---7---2---4---      
E-------5-------2---
    D   A   B   F#

D                 A             B      
The young boy has turned into a man, and he's growing 
F#        D                    A                    B
stronger. He's battled through things he thought he could go
      F#
on no longer.

[Bridge]:
E---------------------------------------------
B---------------------------------------------
G---5------------------------5-----------10---
D---5---5---2---3-3-3-3-2-0--5---5---2---10---
A---3---5---2---3------------3---5---2----8---
E-------3---0---1----------------3---0--------
    C   G   E   F            C   G   E   Fii

C                G            E               F 
The father stood by his side, wanting nothing more than just  
        C                   G              E
be his dad. But pride only answers to one call, he only 
   Fii
condemns him.  

[1st Chorus]: (starts out bass only!) 
*Played during chorus:
D-------
A--5b---
E-------

And if the boy only knew his father's pain. The nights that 

he stayed up late, wondered why. Doesn't he see the future 
      D     C  G
is so bleak so bleak.

Solo:
E------------------------------------------------------
B------------------------------------------------------
G------------------------------------------------------
D----2-0---0-------0-----3-2-0---2-0---0----------2----
A--3-----3---2-2-2---3-0-------3-----3----2-2-2-2---3--
E------------------------------------------------------

[Verse]:
D          A         B                      F#    D
Father's retired now, he's left with TV and rest. The weight 
       A                        B     
of the world and what did he do wrong, has gone to his 
F#
chest.

[Bridge]:
C     G                  E             F    
He had such a good life. The family he loved were all by his 
     C       G                  E            F
side. To his son he whispered, "Goddamn this pride."

[2nd Chorus]: (^-heavily palm muted)
    C   F   G   F
E---3---1---3---1----------------------------------------
B---5---1---3---1----------------------------------------
G---5---2---4---2---7-------5---7-------5----7---5-------
D---5---3---5---3---7---5---5---7---5---5----7---5---5---
A-------------------5---5---3---5---5---3----5---3---5---
E-----------------------3-----------3----------------3---
                    D^  G^  C^  D^  G^  C^   D   C   G
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