Date: Mon, 19 Jan 1998 21:05:12 -0500 (EST)
From: [email protected]
Subject: TAB: too_late.tab by Goldfinger
Song: Too Late
Band: Goldfinger
Album: Hang-Ups (1997)
Written by John Feldman
Transcribed by Luke Knox ([email protected]) e-mail me!
This is another kick-ass Goldfinger song. I did this as a request, and
I’m taking any you have off of Hang-ups, or from other cool ska-punk
bands. Anyways, enjoy this one:
[Intro]: feedback
[Verse]:
E——————-
B——————-
G—7——-4——-
D—7—7—4—4—
A—5—7—2—4—
E——-5——-2—
D A B F#
D A B
The young boy has turned into a man, and he’s growing
F# D A B
stronger. He’s battled through things he thought he could go
F#
on no longer.
[Bridge]:
E———————————————
B———————————————
G—5————————5————10—
D—5—5—2—3-3-3-3-2-0—5—5—2—10—
A—3—5—2—3————3—5—2—-8—
E——-3—0—1—————-3—0———
C G E F C G E Fii
C G E F
The father stood by his side, wanting nothing more than just
C G E
be his dad. But pride only answers to one call, he only
Fii
condemns him.
[1st Chorus]: (starts out bass only!)
*Played during chorus:
D——-
A—5b—
E——-
And if the boy only knew his father’s pain. The nights that
he stayed up late, wondered why. Doesn’t he see the future
D C G
is so bleak so bleak.
Solo:
E——————————————————
B——————————————————
G——————————————————
D—-2-0—0——-0——3-2-0—2-0—0———-2—-
A—3——3—2-2-2—3-0——-3——3—-2-2-2-2—3—
E——————————————————
[Verse]:
D A B F# D
Father’s retired now, he’s left with TV and rest. The weight
A B
of the world and what did he do wrong, has gone to his
F#
chest.
[Bridge]:
C G E F
He had such a good life. The family he loved were all by his
C G E F
side. To his son he whispered, «Goddamn this pride.»
[2nd Chorus]: (^-heavily palm muted)
C F G F
E—3—1—3—1—————————————-
B—5—1—3—1—————————————-
G—5—2—4—2—7——-5—7——-5—-7—5——-
D—5—3—5—3—7—5—5—7—5—5—-7—5—5—
A——————-5—5—3—5—5—3—-5—3—5—
E————————3————3—————-3—
D^ G^ C^ D^ G^ C^ D C G
C F G
And if the boy only knew his father’s pain, the nights that
F D^ G^ C^ D^ G^
he stayed up late, wondered why. The choices he made.
C^ D C G
Doesn’t he see the future is so bleak, so bleak.
[Break]:
Play F# (let ring), then mess around with feedback.
Then:
E——————
B——————
G—xxx-xxx-xxx—
D—xxx-xxx-xxx—
A—xxx-xxx-xxx—
E—xxx-xxx-xxx—
*Play these riffs over the chords at the top, with the chords heavily
palm muted:
F# * B * F# * B * F# * B
E——-*——*——*———*——*———————
B——-*——*——*———*——*———————
G——-*——*——*-2-2——*——*———————
D——-*-2-2-*——*——2-2-*——*—-2-2-4-4-4s5-4-4—
A——-*——*——*———*——*———————
E——-*——*——*———*——*———————
(con’t.)
E—————
B—————
G—6—7-6—4—
D—6—7-6—4—
A—4—5-4—2—
E—————
C#-D-C# B
[Verse]:
E—5—————-
B—5—6————
G—5—7—10—5—
D—7—7—10—5—
A—7—5—-8—3—
E—5—————-
Am Dm Fii C
Am Dm Fii C Am
So fuck I’m all by myself, now you’ve gone away. You’ve left
Dm Fii C
me all by myself with that fucked up thing you said.
[Bridge]:
E———————
B———————
G—10—5————
D—10—5—7—8—
A—-8—3—7—8—
E————5—6—
Fii C A Bb
(*one guitar plays these chords, the other plays Fii until the Bb Bb Bb
part).
Fii C A Bb Fii C
If I could forgive myself, you knew the way. Now I’m all by
A Bb Bb Bb Bb
myself, and I’m sorry.
[Outro]:
F Bb C F Bb F C F Gii Bb C
E—5—6—8—5—6—5—8—5——-10—-6——8—-
B—6—6—8—6—6—6—8—6——-12—-6——8—-
G—5—7—9—5—7—5—9—5——-12—-7——9—-
D——-8—10——-8——10———-(12)—(8)—(10)—
A———————————————————
E———————————————————
F Bb C F
But if you only knew your son’s pain. How bad that he wanted
Bb F C
you to say «you’re doing just fine, you turned out to be one
F Gii Bb C
good guy», but it’s too late.
Well? Whadya think? Please e-mail me and tell me I’m the king of
tab-world, or tell me I suck, I don’t care. Also drop me a line if you’ve
got any changes, comments, questions about my work, or requests.
Thanks
Luke
