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Libertines — Time For Heroes

 the libertines - time for heroes

tabbed by Dominic Richardson

bass kicks in on '...stylish'

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'oh how i cherish you my love'

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chorus

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|-3----4--------------3-3-3-3-3-3--------------------|

2nd verse

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repeat chorus


3rd verse

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repeat 3rd verse, end on d

any additions or corrections welcome - dom_rich@hotmail.com 

Libertines — Time For Heroes

 Submitted By Mark H ... Props go to some other guy I just copied and pasted it so
that everyone has a good tab of the song. It sounds pretty much perfect to me.


A x 9


                D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?

Bm                              G   G     G  G   
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.

G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,

G                         A
You know I cherish you my love.

              D                   F#m
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town,

Bm                           G    G   G    G 
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.

G G    D            F#m              G              A
A head rush, in the bush, you know I cherish you my love.

          G              A        A  A  G#  G
Oh, how I cherish you my love,

                     Gm
Tell me what can you want, now you've got it all.

D               F#m                       Bm                 G
Ah the scene is obscene, time'll strip it away, a year and a day.

         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean,

              D            F#m
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up,

             Bm                          G    G   G  G     G
And it's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood...

G     D                   F#m   G                   A
It's all, it's all in my hands, and it's all up the walls.

        D                            F#m        
All the stale chips are up, and they hope stakes are down,

          Bm                    G     G    G    G     G  
It's these ignorant faces, they bring this town down.

G D                       F#m
I sighed, and sunken with pride,

  G                        A
I passed myself down on my knees,

      G                        A      A  A  G#  G 
Yes I passed myself down on my knees,

                         Gm                      D   
Now tell me what can you want, see you've got it all.

                     F#m
The whole scene is obscene,

                    Bm                G
Time will strip it away, a year and a day.

         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.

                 D            F#m 
He knows there's fewer more distressing sights,

                Bm               G   G    G    
Then that of an English man in a baseball cap.

G   G     D                        F#m
Now we'll die in the class we were born,

             G                    A
And that's a class of our own, my love.

  G                    A
A class of our own, my love.

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|Solo|
   D       F#m     Bm       G     
e|--------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7---7-5-7--8-8-8-8-7-5-|
G|-7-------6-------4--------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

   D       F#m     G           A
e|---------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7--------5-7--8-8-8-8-5-|
G|-7-------6-------44--77----------------|
D|---------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|

   D             F#m         Bm              G 
e|---------------2-0---------7--5--2--0------1-1-1-1-0-|
B|-------3---3-------3---3---------------3-------------|
G|---2-4---4---4-------4---4---------------4-----------|
D|-4---------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|

   G                         F#m                 G               A
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-3---3---3---3---3---3---3---------------------77777777-88888888-7-8-7-8-10-8-7-8-7-10-|
G|---4---4---4---4---4---4---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------4-3-2-0---0---0---------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------2---2---2-------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
                                                 **
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D
Ahh, ah,

F#m
Ahh, ah,

Bm            G G G G G G
Ahh, ah ahh ahhh.

D
Ahh, ah,

F#m
Ahh, ah,

G              A
Ah, ah ahh ahhh.

                D       F#m  
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?

Bm                              G   G     G  G
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.

G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
           
           G              A
You know I cherish you my love.

      G              A      A  A  A  D
And I cherish you my love. 
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Libertines — Time For Heroes

 libertines- time for heroes

                 D       F#M
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
          Bm                     G (5 fast hits)
We were shovelled up like muck Set the night on fire
d                 f#m
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
             G              A        (repeat this sequence unless stated)
You know I cherish you my love


But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
Caught round the houses with your trousers down
A headrush in the bush
You know I cherish you my love
        G             A
How i cherish you my love

G                         Gm
What can you want now you've got it all
D
She says it's obscene
F#M
Time will strip it away
G
A year and a day
A (HOLD)
And Bill Bones
Bill Bones he knows what I mean

Yes it's eating no it's chewing me up
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
Oh it's all
It's all in my hands And its all up the walls

The stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down
Yeah I sighed and sunken with pride
You know passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees

What can you want now you've got it all
She says it's obscene
Time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones
Bill Bones he knows what I mean
There are fewer more distressing sights than that
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap
Yeah we'll die in the class we were born
That's a class of our own my love
Were in a class of our own my love

Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
We were shovelled up like muck Then set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love
Oh how I cherish you my love.    FINISH ON D

TABBED BY LEETHEMOD      EMAIL leethemod@hotmail.com 
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