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From: [email protected]
Subject: The Naked Truth
THE NAKED TRUTH-preformed by Golden Earring
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«It’s me again!!!……..ha ha,……..
alright, this is a song called the Naked Truth»
intro
Em Am Em Am ^ = pick
^ ^ ^ ^ V ^ ^ ^ ^ V ^ ^ ^ ^ V ^ ^ ^ ^ V V = strum toward bass E
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|———0———1-1————0———1-1-|
|——-0-0——-2—2———0-0——-2—2-|
|——2—2——2——2——-2—2——2——2-|
|—2——2—0——-0——2——2—0——-0-|
|-0——-0————0—0——-0————0-|
repeat this two whole times before first verse…
then….
x Em Am Em Am
Used to be younger, out on the hard streets,
Gettin’ high on crystal, drinkin’ scotch and smokin’ weed,
G D C x &(D-D/G-D-Dsus4-D-Dsus4)&
Daddy’s wish used to be nothin’ less than my command,
%G D C &(D-D/G-D-Dsus4-D-Dsus4)&%
Took to a switch to my back, nailed me to a cross with both hands,
xEm Am Em Am x
Momma couldn’t give me the thing a young boy needs,
Instead of momma sufferin’ she was smart enough to leave,
%G & D & C &(D-D/G-D-Dsus4-D-Dsus4)&
Spent my life fightin’ tryin’ to stay free,
From trials and tribulation and the state penitantory,
Em
(oh, i know)
legend:
x ==> pick and strum like intro
& ==> this is just strummed while playing around with D
% ==> strum
*note: after this, it’s just a very simple rhythm, if you know the tune *
%Em Am Em Am
I suppose really lookin’ cool, just makin’ both ends meet,
Until that day i saw you walkin’, down Blue Angel Street,
G D C &D&
The sweetest lies of lily white, comin’ from you lips,
You brush away all my pain, with a lazy finger tip!
Em Am Em Am
It moves my heart just watchin’, the way you walk so smooth,
you save me from an evil fate, you steal ‘way my blues,
G D C & D &
Lyin’ here, in your arms, I don’t need no more proof,
G D C D ^^^^^^^^^^(strum)
Lyin’ here, safe and warm, it’s just the naked truth!
G D C D
This man loves you, this man loves you,
G D C D %
This man loves you, this man loves you.
x Em Am Em Am
That’s the naked truth. It’s the naked truth………
Em Am
Em Am Em Am x
Goin’ down that graveyard spiral, there was nothin’ I could do,
Life treated me much harder, ?than me’in’ an ole corkscrew?
>(meeting)
