Mark Knopfler – The Ragpickers Dream tab

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Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream Album Tab

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1 - Why aye man
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

D5 [xx0235]
Gadd9 [320005]
Dsus4 [xx0233]
C [x32013]

Intro: D5

We had no way of staying afloat
We had to leave on the ferry boat
Economic refugees
On the run to germany
    G                             Gadd9
We had the back of maggie's hand
 D5
Times were tough in geordieland
   (D5)
We got wor tools and working gear
And humped it all from newcastle to here

  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


We're the nomad tribes, travelling boys
In the dust and dirt and the racket and the noise
Drills and hammers, diggers and picks
Mixing concrete, laying bricks
        G
There's english, irish, scots, the lot
  D5
United nation's what we've got
 (D5])
Brickies, chippies, every trade
German building, british-made

  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


 Gm                            C
Nae more work on maggie's farm
 F               D5       Dsus4
Hadaway down the autobahn
 Gm                     C
Mine's a portacabin bed
      F                D5         Dsus4
Or a bunk in a nissen hut instead


Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |


There's plenty deutschmarks here to earn
And german tarts are wunderschoen
German beer is chemical-free
Germany's alreet with me
 G                             Gadd9
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     D5
But you're my pretty fraulein
  (D5)
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
Keep wor spirit levels high


  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


     Gm                       C
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     F          D5            Dsus4
But you're my pretty fraulein
   Gm                                C
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
 F               D5         Dsus4
Keep wor spirit levels high

     Gm                       C
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     F          D5            Dsus4
But you're my pretty fraulein

   Gm                                C
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
 F               D5         Dsus4
Keep wor spirit levels high


Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |
Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |
Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |


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2 - Devil Baby
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

Dsus2 [xx0230]
Asus2 [x02200]

Intro: D  Dsus2  D | D  Dsus2  D |

      D
The freaks'll stay together
                      G
They're a tight old crew
 A
You look at them
                  D   Dsus2  D
And they look at you
            
I love the ballyhoo girl
               G
But she don't care
                   A        Bm   Bm7
It's hard to find love anywhere
 G            A        D   A  Asus2 A Asus2 A
Hard to find love anywhere

        D
The professor is the talker
                  G
He's the talking man
           A
And if he can't clean a midway
        D  Dsus2  D
Nobody can

He'll get the tip on in
                 G
From the midway mud
                          A         Bm   Bm7
You gotta have the sawdust in the blood
 G                    A         D   A  Asus2 A
Gotta have the sawdust in the blood


         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby


D | G | A/C# | D |
D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 |
G | A D | A  Asus2 A | A  Asus2 A |

   D
Springer is the talker
                  G
He's the talking man
               A
He's got the whole studio
                   D   Dsus2  D
Eating out of his hand

You can be on too
                       G
With the nuts and the geeks
           A     Bm  Bm7
Call 1-800-ima frek
G     A     D  A  Asus2 A Asus2 A
1-800-ima frek


         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby

         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby


D | G | A/C# | D |
D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 |
G | A D | A  Asus2 A | A  Asus2 A |


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3 -  Hill Farmer's Blues
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:
Cadd9 [x32030]
Dsus2 [xx0230]

Intro:
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 |

Em
                       G
I'm going into tow law
            C   Cadd9
For what I need
  G            D
Chain for the ripsaw
        Em
Killer for the weed
                           G
The dog's at the back door
           C   Cadd9
Leave him be
 G              D
Don't feed him jack
               Em
And don't wait up for me


 Em                G
Going into tow law
            C    Cadd9
To fuel my fire
  G              D
Shells for the twelve
     Em
And razor wire
                           G
The dog's at the back door
           C  Cadd9
Leave him be
 G        D
Don't do jack
               Em        Dsus2
And don't wait up for me

    С   Cadd9
So bad 
    С  G
So bad
    С
So bad
    Dsus2
So bad


Em

                       G
I'm going into tow law
            C   Cadd9
To have my fun
 G             D
Don't get me wrong
              Em
You were the only one
                    G
Behind my back lord
               C       Cadd9
You made a fool of me
 G        D
Don't do jack
               Em        Dsus2
And don't wait up for me


    С   Cadd9
So bad 
    Dsus2  G
So bad
    С
So bad
    Dsus2
So bad


C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |


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4 - A Place Where We Used to Live
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:
E7 [020100]
C7M [x32000]

Intro: Am | E7 E | Am | E7 E | Am
            
            E7         E
This empty kitchen's where
      Am            E7   E  Am
I'd while away the hours
              E7      E   C
Just next to my old chair
               E          E7     Dm
You'd usually have some flowers
                E    E7   Am  Am/G
The shelves of books
          Am/F#
Even the picture hooks
               Dm  E7
Everything is gone
        E        Am
But my heart is hanging on

           E7         E
If this old neighbourhood
 Am                 E7   E  Am
Survived us both alright
                    E7   E    C
Don't know that it withstood
                     E7       E    Dm
All the things that took our light
             E    E7   Am  Am/G
You on the stair
       Am/F# 
I can see you there
               Dm  E7
Everything is gone
        E        Am
But my heart is hanging on


F7M               C7M          F7M
Once there was a little girl
                      C7M          F7M
Used to wonder what she would be
                   C7M
Went out into the big wide world
                  F7M
Now she's just a memory
                    C7M               F7M
There used to be a little school here
                     C7M           F7M
Where I learned to write my name
                     C7M
But time has been a little cruel here
      F7M          Dm7
Time has no shame

              G  C7M
It's just a place where
 F7M            Dm7
We used to live
              G  C7M
It's just a place where
   F7M
We used to live

Now in another town
You lead another life
And now upstairs and down
You're someone else's wife
Here in the dust
There's not a trace of us
Everything is gone
But my heart is hanging on

It's just a place where
We used to live
It's just a place where
We used to live

Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |
Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |
Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |


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5 - Quality Shoe
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 5

Chords:

C7M [x3200x]
C#m6 [x4232x]

Lick1: C7M G Fe|-------|------------------|B|--0----|-1----------------|G|--0---0h2-----------------|D|------0h3-----------------|A|-------|-3----------------|E|-------|-1----------------|
Lick2: G7 Ce|-----------------|--------|B|-----------------|--------|G|-----------------|--------|D|-----------------|--------|A|-----------0-2-0-|-3------|E|---3--3----------|--------|
Lick3: C G7e|-----------------|--------|B|-----------------|--------|G|-----------------|--------|D|-----------------|--------|A|--3--3-2--2-0--0-|--------|E|-----------------|-3------|
Intro: | C F | C F | C F | C Lick2 F G7 You got your toecaps reinforced with steel C Lick1 (C7M G F) Hard-wearing sole and heel G7 C C#m6 G C Make those tired feet feel like new F G7 Take your pick, black or Brown C Lick1 (C7M G F) Great for the country or the man in town G7 C F C G7 C You're gonna need a quality shoe F G7 You don't want no stand-by pair C Lick1 (C7M G F) 'Cos these'll take the wear and tear G7 C C#m6 G C Made to take good care of you F G7 For that trip by road or rail C Lick1 (C7M G F) For extra grip on those rocky trails G7 C F Fm Lick3 (C G7) You're gonna need a quality shoe C G7 Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing C Em But I don't foresee too much of that B7 You ain't exactly gonna be prancing Em C#m6 Around in the moonlight Dm G7 With a cane and a top hat If you could use a change of pace And be excused from the rat race Just take a look at what's on view Lace 'em up, walk around I guarantee you can't wear 'em down You're gonna need a quality shoe Now I wish you sunny skies And happiness wherever you may go But you got to realise There'll be wind, there'll be rain And occasional snow You're gonna want to smile in them If you're gonna walk a mile in them There'll be times when you'll be blue To laugh at rainy days and then Make your getaways in them You're gonna need a quality shoe You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or Brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe ___________________________________________________________________________ 6 - Fare Thee Well Northumberland Tuning: Standart Capo: Chords: C5 [x355xx] F(no3) [133xxx] C(No3) [x335xx] Intro: C5 Come drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river tyne For some damn town that's god-forsaken Fare thee well, northumberland F(no3) C5 Although i'll go where the lady takes me C5/G She'll never tell what's in her hand C5 I do not know what fate awaits me F(No3) F(No3)/G C5 Fare thee well, northumberland C(No3) My heart beats for my streets and alleys Fsus2 Csus4 C(No3) Longs to dwell in the borderlands The north-east shore and the river valleys F(No3) F(No3)/G C5 Fare thee well, northumberland I may not stay, i'm bound for leaving I'm bound to ramble and to roam I only say my heart is grieving I would not gamble on my coming home Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll So drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river tyne For some damn town that's god-forsaken Goodbye old friend of mine Although i'll go where the lady takes me She'll never tell what's in her hand I do not know what fate awaits me Fare thee well, northumberland So roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll Roll on, geordie boy, roll ___________________________________________________________________________ 7 - Marbletown Tuning: Dropped D Capo: 5 Chords: D5 [00023x] Csus2 [x3003x] G5 [5x003x] Fsus2 [3x001x] Am7 [x02010] Intro: D5 Csus2 Roll out here mister Csus2/B D5 If you need a lttle rest G5 Fsus2 Roll out here mister D5 If you need a lttle rest Am7 G5 Lay me down in marbletown D5 A bone yard is the best There was a bad bull on the railroad Tried to put me off his train Lay me down in marbletown 'Til the coast is clear again Fsus2 G5 Ssus2 D5 I can hear them a- hollerin' 'We got a man down here We got a man down' I'm gonna flip me a cannonball That won't stop for anyone Lay me down in marbletown Wait 'til morning comes I'm gonna roll out here in the tombstones Wait here on my train Lay me down in marbletown I hope that it don't rain And I can still hear them hollerin ''We got a man down here We got a man down' Roll out here mister If you need a little rest Lay me down in marbletown A bone yard is the best ___________________________________________________________________________ 8 - You Don't Know You're Born Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: D5 [xx032x] Dsus2 [xx053x] D6 [xx043x] D7(No3) [xx021x] Intro: D5 | Dsus2 D6 | D5 | D5 What do you know about the hammer and the spike What do you know about the farm You don't know You don't know what it's like Because you don't know You don't know you're born What do you know about the hammer and the chisel You only know the kitchen and the warm You don't know about the night shift whistle Punching the clock to the horn Because you don't know You don't know you're born D5 You don't know D7(No3) You don't know you're born G You don't know Bb C You don't know you're born D5 You don't know D7(No3) You don't know you're born G You don't know Bb C You don't know you're born C | Bb | C | Bb | C What do you know about the hammer and the nails Know about the thistles and the thorns What do you know about the road and the rails Your heart so weary and your hands all worn Your hands so weary and your heart all torn And you don't know You don't know you're born C | Bb | C | Bb | C ___________________________________________________________________________ 9 - Coyote Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: Intro: D | D/C | D/C D/F | D :| Look at me coyote Don't let a little road dust put you off You can't judge a book Well you know that stuff There's a tear in my upholstery And a hole in my shoe But don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do F G D Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do You can't catch me coyote Though there may be blood on the tracks There may be some bridges burning Behind our backs But I got my laundry on the backseat And an itinerary too And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Now I'm a speck on your horizon Getting smaller fast An ambush wouldn't be surprising I hope it's better than your last Once again the roadrunner Leaves the coyote in the dirt You've got another plan of action But we all know it ain't never gonna work It must be hard having dog dreams That never come true And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do ___________________________________________________________________________ 10 - The Ragpicker's Dream Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: E/B [x2210x] Asus2 [x0220x] E/G# [4x210x] A/F# [2x222x] A6 [x0465x] Am6 [x0455x] A#m7/5- [6x665x] A#7/5- [6x675x] A#dim [6x565x] C6 [x3221x] Intro: E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B E/B A G#m When Jack Frost came for Christmas Asus2 With a brass monkey date E/G# C#m The rail-king and the scarecrow A A/F# Hopped a Florida freight E/B A G#m And they blew on their paper cups Asus2 And stared through the steam E/G# C#m Then they drank half a bottle A Fm Of Ragpicker's Dream where A6 Am6 The whiskey keeps following B E/G# Cold pitchers of beer C#m E/B Me and my associate Asus2 B Like the clientele here get E/G# A G#m The onions and the 'taters Asus2 Rib-eyes on the grill E/G# C#m Toothpicks and luckies A A/F# And a coffee refill E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B E/G# A E/G# As the rail-king lay rocking Asus2 He was leaving the ground E/G# C#m A Then he was flying like Santa Claus A/F Over the town where E/G# A E/G# He came to the window Asus2 E/G# Of a house by a stream C#m It was a family Christmas A A/F# In the Ragpicker's Dream there E/G# A E/G# Were kids at the table Asus2 E/G# All aglow in the light C#m Music in the wintertime A A/F# Sure carries at night there E/G# A Was turkey and gravy E/G# A#m7/5- Pie and ice cream E/B C#m And gifts for each and everyone A F#m In the Ragpicker's Dream where A6 Am6 The red-eye keeps tumbling B E/G# In our glasses of beer C#m E/B Me and my associate Asus2 B Like the service in here there's E/G# A E/G# A ten for your trouble Asus2 You have beautiful hair E/G# C#m Make the last one two doubles A A/F# It's a cold one out there where E/G# A E/G# The scarecrow and the rail-king Asus2 Have started to dance E/G# C#m But a nightstick and a billyclub A A/F# Won't give peace a chance here E/G# A E/G# I think they went thataways A#m7/5- Your song and dance team E/B C#m A Heading home for the holidays A/F# With the Ragpicker's Dream on E/B A E/G# His knees like a fighter Asus2 E/G# The rail-riding king C#m Like a sack of potatoes A A/F# Like a bull in the ring where E/G# A E/G# The scarecrow falls over A#7/5- A6 With a tear in the seam E/B C#m Home for the rover A A/F# In the Ragpicker's Dream where A6 Am6 The red-eye keeps tumbling B E/G# Like tears in our beer C#m E/B Me and my associate A B Like the ambience here where E/G# A E/G# They cornered two castaways A#dim A6 In a white flashlight beam E\B C#m Merry Christmas and happy days A A/F# C6 In the Ragpicker's Dream E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | Asus2 | E/G# E | Asus2 ___________________________________________________________________________ 11 - Daddy's Gone To Knoxville Tuning: Standart Capo: No Chords: C#m/5- [x4565x] Intro: G | E | A | D | G G C Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone G When he's gone A Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone D When he's gone G B Daddy's gone down that gallatin road C C#m/5- The hen never laid and the corn never growed G E A D G Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone G C Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime G Than a dime A Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime D Than a dime G B Daddy's gone down that crossville track C C#m/5- If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back G E A D G Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime Oh, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Daddy's gone south on the natchez trace If the can't show the money then he don't show his face Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Yeah, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Daddy's gone down that knoxville road The dog never barked and the cock never crowed Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now ___________________________________________________________________________ 12 - Old Pigweed Tuning: Standart Capo: No Capo: 2 E [076455] or [022100] E7M [076445] or [021100] E | E | E | E E7M | A B Everything was in there E E7M A That you'd want to see B Corned beef and onions E E7M A And true love B E Turnips and tinned tomatoes C#m B A Parsnips and a few potatoes A couple extra blessings B A From above B Now this here mingle-mangle E E7M A Was my best one yet B A big old bad goulash E E7M A Worth waiting for B E And i'm just about to dip my can C#m B A Taste some brotherhood of man B When I get a feeling A That there's a flaw B Who put old pigweed E In the mulligan C#m B A Was it you Who put old pigweed E B A In the mulligan stew B I close my eyes E For just a minute C#m B A What do you do E Who put old pigweed B E In the mulligan stew B In the mulligan E In the mulligan A B E E7M In the mulligan stew You won't find self-improvement or philosophy In a dumpster sitting by The kitchen door There's plenty leek and humble pie Ain't too much ham on rye Sometimes I wonder What i'm looking for But a spoonful of forgiveness Goes a long, long way And we all should do our best To get along Add a pinch of kindness crumbling To your loving dumpling Okra for thickening When something's wrong But who put old pigweed In the mulligan Was it you Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew I close my eyes For just a minute What do you do Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew
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