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NEW MODEL ARMY - NO PAIN
(Sullivan) 1994
Tabbed by Bjoern Ahrens ([email protected]).
Live Version taken from "Big Guitars in Little Europe".
Capo on 4th fret - All notes and chords relative to capo.
Chord explanations:
[F*] (133200)
[F#*](244300)
[G*] (355400)
[A] [C]
Across the town on the other hill,
[Bb] [F]
your lights glow from a different world.
[A] [C] [Bb] [F]
You always found a place to hide - nails and cross to lay beside;
[C] [G] [A]
with all the ghosts that we denied.
[A] [C] [Bb] [F]
Now, in rippled arcs across the sky, the great white birds of winter fly;
[A] [C] [Bb] [F]
and the wheel turns, and people change - scattered ashes to the wind.
[Dm] [G] [E] [E7]
scattered ashes to the wind
Chorus:
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[A] [Em]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[G] [C]
A dry river in the blazing sun . . .
[A] [Em]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[G] [C]
A dry river in the blazing sun . . .
[D] [A]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[A] [C]
Your parched face and your callused hands,
[Bb] [F]
Behind us lie the arid lands
[A] [C]
To say too much - well, it was not our way,
[Bb] [F]
and in the end there wasn't much to say;
[Dm] [G] [E] [E7]
the scars are healed now anyway
Chorus:
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[A] [Em]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[G] [C]
A dry river in the blazing sun . . .
[A] [Em]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[G] [C]
A dry river in the blazing sun . . .
[D] [Em]
And there's no pain, there's no pain, there's no pain
[D]
no pain, no pain
Bridge:
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[Em] [H] [C] [A/C#]
[Em] [H] [C] [A/C#]
[G] [A] [H] [C] [D] [D#] (?)
[Em] [H] [C] [A/C#]
[Em] [H] [C] [A/C#]
[G] [A] [H] [C] [D] [D#]
[Em] [F*] [F#*] [G*] [A]
And Abraham rose, took his only son, and knife and tinder
in his hand, and setting out across the desert and up into
the scrubland hills, he bound the boy Isaac to the stone,
raised the blade and waited for the miracle.
But the wind blows silent across the hills, across the dead and the empty hills,
dead, like the god that never came,
like your face, the day that you turned away.
Chorus:
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There's no pain . . . a dry river in the blazing sun . . .
End on Em (possibly 024400)