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Tabbed by Taz Mckell and Edited and Revised by Mark Dalgarno, enjoy!


MINSTREL IN THE GALLERY 
  

electric part chords 

Esus4 E          B     G D                            A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
A E             A B                  G D                   A 
 He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the old men's cackle. 
A E                 A B                G D                        A 
Then he brewed a song of love and hatred--obliquesuggestions and he waited. 
A E          A B                G D              A 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming panel-beaters --- 
  

Bm    E             A  F#m    D          E            F#m 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. 
D      E             A    F#m       D     E            F#m E 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in everyone. 
(REST THE SAME) 

He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
Then he called the band down to the stage and he 
  looked at all the friends he'd made. 

The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the 
  rabbit-run. 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in 
  everyone. 


ACUSTIC PART 

capo2 

A       Am           C   F  G             D              G A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
 F           C                     F G 
He met the gazes --- observed the spaces 
 D                      G A 
between the old men's cackle. 
A           Am        C      F  G 
He brewed a song of love and hatred 
     G             D              G A 
--- oblique suggestions --- and he waited. 
F      C          F  G  C            F C      G 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming 
  G          C 
  panel-beaters --- 
F      C            F    G      C 
freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters 
G             D              G A 
  (salaried and collar-scrubbing). 
(REST THE SAME) 

He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands 
  still rubbing on the parts they never mention. 
He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
        F          C      F   G    C 
Then he called the band down to the stage 
     F             Em      Dm     Am Am/G Am/F#  F    A 
and he looked at all the friends he'd made. 


MINSTREL IN THE GALLERY 
  

electric part chords 

Esus4 E          B     G D                            A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
A E             A B                  G D                   A 
 He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the old men's cackle. 
A E                 A B                G D                        A 
Then he brewed a song of love and hatred--obliquesuggestions and he waited. 
A E          A B                G D              A 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming panel-beaters --- 
  

Bm    E             A  F#m    D          E            F#m 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. 
D      E             A    F#m       D     E            F#m E 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in everyone. 
(REST THE SAME) 

He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
Then he called the band down to the stage and he 
  looked at all the friends he'd made. 

The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the 
  rabbit-run. 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in 
  everyone. 


ACUSTIC PART 

capo2 

A       Am           C   F  G             D              G A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
 F           C                     F G 
He met the gazes --- observed the spaces 
 D                      G A 
between the old men's cackle. 
A           Am        C      F  G 
He brewed a song of love and hatred 
     G             D              G A 
--- oblique suggestions --- and he waited. 
F      C          F  G  C            F C      G 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming 
  G          C 
  panel-beaters --- 
F      C            F    G      C 
freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters 
G             D              G A 
  (salaried and collar-scrubbing). 
(REST THE SAME) 

He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands 
  still rubbing on the parts they never mention. 
He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
        F          C      F   G    C 
Then he called the band down to the stage 
     F             Em      Dm     Am Am/G Am/F#  F    A 
and he looked at all the friends he'd made. 

Black Satin Dancer 

Bb           F              C            G  F G 
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer. 

Bb           F      C            G   F G 
In all your giving, given is the answer. 

Bb      F              C              G  F G 
Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter 
Bb       F           C           G  F  G 
than the brightest flower in my garden. 
Bb             F              C           G    F G 
Begging your pardon --- shedding right unreason. 
Bb       F           C                G  F  G 
Over sensation fly the fleeting seasons. 
Am          G            Am      Bb Eb 
Thin wind whispering on broken mandolin. 
Bb          F                 C             G F 
Bending the minutes --- the hours ever turning 
        Dm   C               F 
on that old gold story of mercy. 
C          F          Bb     Eb      C 
Desperate breathing. Tongue nipple-teasing. 
      Gm           Dm               Bb    F     C 
Your fast river flowing --- your northern fire fed. 
       Dm          Gm           C          Am Am/G Am/F# F 
Come, black satin dancer, come softly to bed. 
  
Requiem 

CAPO 3 

C       Am      D    G     D               Em    Em/D 
Well, I saw a bird today --- flying from a bush 
C         Am           D Dsus4 
and the wind blew it away. 
         Bm       E7      A                C#m          F#m F#m/E 
And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly at play 
             D     Bm       E  E7/D 
--- velvet veined. I saw it burn. 
C       Am                G      F        Dm                 C 
With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew right on by. 
                   G   Em       D Dsus4       G G/F# Em Em/D C 
And, taking in the morning, I sang --- O Requiem. 

(REST THE SAME) 
Well, my lady told me, ``Stay.'' 
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand. 
But I didn't say a word, as the train time-table blurred 
  close behind the taxi stand. 
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window. 
Fading in the traffic; watched her go. 
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing --- 
  O Requiem. 
Here I go again. 
It's the same old story. 
Well, I saw a bird today --- I looked aside and walked 
  away along the Strand. 

One White Duck 

Capo: 4th fret. 
3/4 time 
Intro: 

        =========== 4th fr (capo) 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
        --X-X------ 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------X 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 

        [4 bars, 
        strum = whole chord 
        2-and-3-and = 3rd,2nd,1st string strum 
        pluck = 4th string] 

        strum-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 

  

        =========== 4th fr (capo) 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
        ----X------ 
        | | | | | | 
        --X-----X-- 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 

        [4 bars, pluck = 5th string] 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and-3-and 
        pluck-and-2-and 
  

        [fill drops into song]  (p = pull-off, h = hammer-on, 
         dn = down strum (low to high), up = up strum (high to low)) 

   C             p                 G       Gdn Gup     h       Gdn Gup 
   3   &   1   &   2   &   3   &   1   &   2   &   3   &   1   &   2   & 

E|-----------------------------------------1---1-------------------1---1-- 
B|-----------------------------------------0---0-------------------0---0-- 
G|-----------------------------------------0---0-------------------0---0-- 
D|-2-----------2-0-----0-------0-----------0---0-----------0-------0---0-- 
A|-----------------3-------2---------------2---2---0---2-----------2---2-- 
E|---------------------------------3-------3---3-------------------3---3-- 

                                                  (^ hold G (3-2-1) and just 
                                                     lift 2) 

       h           Gdn Gup     h           Gdn Gup     h 
   3   &   1   &   2   &   3   &   1   &   2   &   3   &   1   &   2   & 
E|-----------------1---1-------------------1---1------------ 
B|-----------------0---0-------------------0---0------------ 
G|-----------------0---0-------------------0---0------------ 
D|-----------------0---0-----------0-------0---0------------  etc. 
A|-0---2-----------2---2---0---2-----------2---2---0---2---- 
E|---------3-------3---3-------------------3---3-----------3 
  

[Note: Ian Anderson usually plays a D chord thusly: 

D(IA) 

   hold     sus 
E|-2--------3--2--0--2-- 
B|-3--------3--3--3--3-- 
G|-2--------2--2--2--2-- 
D|-0--------0--0--0--0-- 
A|-x--------x--x--x--x-- 
E|-x--------x--x--x--x-- 

Throw this in wherever a D chord ends a phrase] 
  

There's a 

G                              C     D(IA)        G 
haze on the skyline to wish me on my way 

and there's a note on the telephone 
           C    D(IA) 
some roses on a tray 
                   C           D 
And the motorway's stretching 
Em    D         Em   D 
right out to us all 
                C 
as I pull on my old wings 
D   Em    D            Em 
One White Duck on your wall 
         Bb           Am 
Isn't it just to damn real? 
                       D      Am 
One White Duck on your wall 
                 D     Am 
one duck on your wall 
G 

I'll catch a 
ride on your violin strung up on your bow 
and I'll float on your melody 
sing your chorus soft and low 
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called 
You can see from the fireplace 
One White Duck on your wall 
Isn't it just too damn real? 
One White Duck on your wall 
                 D     Em 
One duck on your wall 

           G 
        =========== 4th fr (capo) 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
        --X-------- 
        | | | | | | 
        X---------X 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
  

           G/F 
          x 
        =========== 4th fr (capo) 
        | | | | | | 
        X---------- 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------X 
        | | | | | | 
        ----------- 
        | | | | | | 
  

G-and-2-G/F-3-G/F, again, etc. 

So 
G                  C        G    G/F  G  G/F  G 
fly away Peter and fly away Paul 
                   C           D 
from the fingertip ledge of contentment 
          G 
Well, the long restless rustle of 
C               G     G/F  G  G/F  G 
high heel boots calls 
        F(with high G)    C                      G G/F G G/F... 
and I'm probably bound to deceive you after all. 

Something must be wrong with me and my brain 
if I'm so painfully unrewarding 
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that way 
and my zero to your power often equals nothing at all. 

Double lock defense, there's no chain on my door 
and I'm available for consultation 
But remember your way in is also my way out, 
and love's four letter word is no compensation 

Black Ace dog handler I'm a waiter on skates 
so don't you jump to your foresking conclusion 
Cause I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays 
to be cleared before I can dine on your sweet 
Sunday lunch confusion. 
  

Baker Street muse 
  

4/8 time, capo 2nd fret, nylon string guitar, flatpicked 

Baker Street, Take One 

     Em                                  D           Dsus2 
e-|----------------12-----|--5-h7-p5-p0-------------------- 
B-|-------------12--------|--------------7-----------5----- 
G-|-----------0-----------|--------------7-----------7----- 
D-|--------2--------------|--------------0-----------0----- 
A-|-----2-----------------|-------------------------------- 
E-|--0--------------------|-------------------------------- 
  
  

e-|-----------------------------------------|-------- 
B-|-----------------------------------------|-------- 
G-|-----------------------------------------|-------- 
D-|--2-h3-p2-p0-----------------------------|-------- 
A-|--------------2-h3-p2-p0-----------------|-------- 
E-|-----------------------------3-/5--------|-------- 
  

Shit, shit, shit. 

Take Two 

                          [: 
    Em                                   D      Dsus2 
e-|----------------12-----|--5-h7-p5-p0--5-h7-p5--5-----|-- 
B-|-------------12--------|--------------7--------5-----|-- 
G-|-----------0-----------|--------------7--------7-----|-- 
D-|--------2--------------|--------------0--------0-----|-- 
A-|-----2-----------------|-----------------------------|-- 
E-|--0--------------------|-----------------------------|-- 

                                           ^ (hammer/pull with pinky) 
  

                                            Em 
e-|--------------------------------------------------|--- 
B-|--------------------------------------------------|--- 
G-|--------------------------------------------------|--- 
D-|--2-h3-p2-p0-----------------------0--------2-----|--- 
A-|--------------2-h3-p2-p0--------------------------|--- 
E-|-----------------------------3-/5--------0--------|--- 
  

                       :] 
     Em 
e-|----------------12--|-- 
B-|-------------12-----|-- 
G-|-----------0--------|-- 
D-|--------2-----------|-- 
A-|-----2--------------|-- 
E-|--0-----------------|-- 
  
  

(verse) 

[: 
     C     D        Em             D 
e-|--0-----2-----|--3--2--0-----|--2-----------|-- 
B-|--1-----3-----|--------------|--3-----------|-- 
G-|--0-----2-----|--------------|--2-----------|-- 
D-|--2-----0-----|--------2-----|--0-----------|-- 
A-|--3-----------|-----2-----2--|--------------|-- 
E-|--------------|--0-----------|--------------|-- 

     Win---dy       busstop  click shop window 
     Sha---dy       gentleman      fly  button 

     C                      Em 
e-|--0--------------------|--0-----------------|-- 
B-|--1--------------------|--0-----------------|-- 
G-|--0-----------0--------|--0-----------------|-- 
D-|--2-----2--4-----2--0--|--2--------------0--|-- 
A-|--3--------------------|--2--------2--3-----|-- 
E-|-----------------------|--0-----------------|-- 
     heel 
     feel 

                          :] 
     D      Dsus4  Em7 
                 D     D 
e-|--2--------3--2--0--2--|-- 
B-|--3--------3--3--3--3--|-- 
G-|--2--------2--2--0--2--|-- 
D-|--0--------0--0--0--0--|-- 
A-|-----------------------|-- 
E-|-----------------------|-- 
  
  

       G    D         C         G 
In the underpass, the blind man stands 

     D          B 
With cold flute hands


GRACE 
  

Bm   A       G   D 
Hello sun 
     A      C    G 
Hello bird 
       Bm D 
Hello my lady 
      E 
Hello breakfast 
       A          F#m   E 
May I buy you again tomorrow? 
  
  

I think he capos on the second fret....

Didn't take me too long but took me some time, please rate and enjoy
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