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Smiths "Is It Really"

"Date: Sun, 19 Nov 95 13:20:40 EST
From: Winston Campbell
Subject: IS IT REALLY SO STRANGE? by The Smiths


Is It Really So Strange?
(MorrisseyMarr)


This is a pretty standard Smiths song. Of course Marr improvises a lot by
playing the E chord on the fourth fret while he has another guitar playing an
open E chord. A note: When playing the E chord during the verses, to get
that one note drone, make sure you play the note G on the lower E string and
bend it (with your pinky) to give it that bluesy flavour.


Intro: E E E A B

E
I left the North
I traveled South
I found a tiny house
A B E
I can~t help the way I feel
A B E
oh yes you can kick me
and you can punch me
and you can break my face
A B E
but you won~t change the way i feel
A E
Cause i love you

G#m C#m F#m B E
And is it really so strange?
G#m C#m F#m B E
Oh, is it really so strange?
G#m C#m F#m B-Bb-A
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
B
I say NO, you say YES
D
(but you will still change your mind)

D-Eb- E
I left the South
I traveled North
I got confused- I killed a horse
A B E
I can~t help the way I feel
A B E
Oh yes, you can punch me
and you can buck me
and you can break my spine
A B E
but you won~t change the way I feel
A E
Cause I love you

G#m C#m F#m B E
And is it really so strange?
G#m C#m F#m B E
Oh, is it really so strange?
G#m C#m F#m B-Bb-A
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
B
I say NO, you say YES
D
(but you will still change your mind)

D-D-Eb-E
E E A B

E
I left the North again
I left the South again
I got confused- I killed a nun
A B E
I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
A B E
I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
A B E
I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
A E
(I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell)

G#m C#m F#m B E
Why is the last mile the hardest mile
G#m C#m F#m B E
My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes
G#m C#m F#m B-Bb-A
And I realised, I realised
That I could never
B D D-D-Eb-E
I could never, never, never go home again



Questions, comments, criticisms. Feel free to email me. Bye-bye..."
 






 



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