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Doves - Friday’s dust Thom Mills dustbin_man@hotmail.com
Intro (Play about 8 times) E-------------- B----3-----3--- G---0-0---0-0—- D--0---0-0---0- A-------------- E-3-----1------
Verse (Play 4 times) E-------------------------- B----3-----3-----4-----6--- G---0-0---0-0---3-3---0-0-- D--0---0-0---0-5---5-3---3- A-------------6-----5------ E-3-----1------------------
Chorus E-------------------------------------------------| B----3-----3-----2-----3-----3-----3-----2-----2--| G---0-0---2-2---0-0---0-0---0-0---2-2---0-0---0-0-| D--0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0| A-1-----0-----------0-----1-----0-----------0-----| E-------------4-----------------------4-----------|
E-------------------------------------| B----3-----3-----2-----3-----3-----3--| G---0-0---2-2---0-0---0-0---0-0---2-2-| D--0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0| A-1-----0-----------0-----1-----0-----| E-------------4-----------------------|
E-------------------------| B-------------------------| G----2-----2-----2-----2--| D---0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0-| A--0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0| E-4-----4-----4-----4-----| Play part in 1st chorus
E-------------------------| B----2-----2-----2-----2--| G---2-2---2-2---2-2---2-2-| D--0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0| A-------------------------| E-4-----4-----4-----4-----| Play part in 2nd chorus Then play the intro 4 times
Intro
Verse
Friday’s dust Turned into a Saturdays It wasn’t meant to be this way It wasn’t meant to end so late
Verse
Friday’s trust A deal not broken honestly Perhaps it’s just a game they played Tell me they’ve not flown away
Chorus
All the hope and all the wonder All the strength that they can muster Won’t go They won’t get me down
Verse
There desire It seems they’ve got designs on me They never want me honestly They try to take me foolishly
Chorus
And all the toys and creature comforts All the dreams that they can rupture Won’t go
Verse
Friday’s dust takes all the love we own
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