David Bowie

'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore

(David Bowie)
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C                           Dm
Man, she punched me like a dude
                   G#dim7
Hold your mad hands, I cried
            Gm7
'Tis a pity she was a whore
               F
'Tis my curse, I suppose
             C
That was patrol
            Dm
That was patrol
            G#dim7
This is the war

Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
Smote the mistress, drifting on
'Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse, with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
'Tis a pity she was a whore

Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my fate, I suppose
For, that was patrol
That was patrol
'Tis a pity she was a whore

           G#dim7
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Fm6/G#
Woo!
      A#7/G#
Ahh! Woo!
F7  F7
Woo!
из альбома: “Blackstar” (2016)


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