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Doves - Friday’s dust
Thom Mills dustbin_man@hotmail.com
Intro (Play about 8 times)
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B----3-----3---
G---0-0---0-0—-
D--0---0-0---0-
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E-3-----1------
Verse (Play 4 times)
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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
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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-----------|
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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-----------------------|
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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
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B----2-----2-----2-----2--|
G---2-2---2-2---2-2---2-2-|
D--0---0-0---0-0---0-0---0|
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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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