Chord Air Traffic Never Even Told Me Her Name Versi 1

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NEVER EVEN TOLD ME HER NAME - Air Traffic
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Tabbed by: Paul Kiddle
Email: neonpaul, gmail dot com

Okiedokie, this is Air Traffic's second single.
Here are your chords:
A C#m G D F F#m E B
e|-5-|-4-|-3-|-5-|-1-|-2-|-0-|-2-|
b|-5-|-5-|-3-|-7-|-1-|-2-|-0-|-4-|
G|-6-|-6-|-4-|-7-|-2-|-2-|-1-|-4-|
D|-7-|-6-|-5-|-7-|-3-|-4-|-2-|-4-|
A|-7-|-4-|-5-|-5-|-3-|-4-|-2-|-2-|
E|-5-|-4-|-3-|-5-|-1-|-2-|-0-|-2-|

For the chorus it might be easier to play open chords, but do whatever feels good.

Again, I'm not 100% on some of the lyrics.

But anyway:


Intro:
A F G
A F G

A C#m G D
A C#m G D



A C#m
Suzy was a glad-rag-clad clown run-around
G D
Never even tole me her name
A C#m
But I found it in a half-burnt pin-up Polaroid
G D
Smiling through the wall at her place

A
Looking at her bed, I sat
C#m
Sucking on a cigarette
G D
Wonder why I bothered to chase
F
When I'm tired of making time
G
I'm tired of making time


A C#m G D


Chorus:
A F G
So I slip away on the story line, I heard you on the
A F G
Radio, you were screaming out, you grabbed me by my
A F G
Heart and soul through the speakercone electric hands and
A F G
Touched my face seemed to "say we are here,

We are"


A F G


A C#m
Suzy tried to call, said "I'm not waiting for
G D
You to come and sweep me away"
A C#m
It isn't that I don't care, I'm just all wired up,
G D
Trying to think of something to say

A
Clinging to a credit card
C#m
Waiting for the phone to stop
G D
Take me back to heaven again
F
'cus I'm tired of making time
G
I'm tired of making sound


A C#m G D


Chorus:
A F G
So I slip away on the story line, I heard you on the
A F G
Radio, you were screaming out, you grabbed me by my
A F G
Heart and soul through the speakercone electric hands and
A F G
Touched my face seemed to say "we are here, We are"


Solo bit:
F#m A E B
F#m A E B

F#m A
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
E B
Don't stop Don't stop I'm coming
D
Down where I can find my feet again
F G



Chorus:
A F G
So I slip away on the story line, I heard you on the
A F G
Radio, you were screaming out, you grabbed me by my
A F G
Heart and soul through the speakercone electric hands and
A F G
Touched my face seemed to say "we are here, We are"

A A A A

A



The End.