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Barley and grape rag – Rory Gallagher (CD: Calling Card) Tuning on Calling Card version: all strings whole note down (song played in key Bb) Tuning on live performance at Rockpalast night 1977 Essen – Germany: standard (song played in key C) Intro | | | | e|-3---3-2p1-------3-------------------------------| B|-----------4/5-----4p3p1-3---1-------------------| G|-------------------------------2---0-----0-------| D|-------------------------------------1h2---1p0---| A|-----------------------------------------------3-| E|-------------------------------------------------| | | | | e|-------------------------------------3-----------| B|-------------------------------------0-----------| G|-------------------------------------0-----------| D|-------------------------------------0-----------| A|-0---------------0-2-----3-----------2-----------| E|-----3-1---2-3---------3-------------3-----------|
Well CI don't care if I get arrD7ested, 'Cos toGnight they'll need more than a ball and Cchain, G CI don't care who's inteD7rested, I'm Gcoming into town just the Csame. G I've been Cso alone, I've been C7feeling blue, I Fthink I need a little F#dimdrink or two, CBe my friend, tell me where the D7place is, Where the Gwhiskey flows and the dices roll till Cdawn? G
My Cbaby's done me wrong you must have D7guessed it, My Gheart's so low I think it must be Ctold, G That CI don't wanna know where east or D7west is, 'Cos Gpretty soon I won't feel the Ccold. G When I'm Cwalking down mainstreet, C7feeling no pain, AFlong comes a cop, he can F#dimtake my name, And Cexplain to me what a federal D7case is, I'm Gmixing the barley with the grape Cagain.
EBright city Amlights, Emake me feel alAmright, D7I'm right or wrong and toGmorrow never G7comes.
CI don't care if I get investiD7gated, And the Gcity fathers they all black my Cname. G
I'm Cpretty sure that you can smell the D7traces, For toGmorrow morning, I'll take all the Cblame. G I've been Cfeeling bad and C7feeling blue, I Fthink I need a little F#dimwhiskey or two, CGod, brother, you look like you could do with it too.D7 (That's true) GTonight I'll sleep on a walking-cane.C G
Solo: |C C7 |F F#dim | |C G |C G | |C C7 |F F#dim | |C G |C G | |C |C |F F#dim | |C G |C G |
EBright city Amlights, Emake me feel alAmright, D7I'm right or wrong and toGmorrow never comes.G7 CI don't care if I get arD7rested, Cause toGnight they'll need more than a ball and Cchain. G
CI don't care who's interD7ested, I'm Gcoming into town just the Csame, G I've been Cfeeling alone and I've been C7feeling blue. I Fthink I need a little F#dimdrink or two.
Hey, Cbe my friend, tell me where the D7place is, Where the Gwhiskey flows and the dices roll till Cdawn? G
|C |D7 |G |C G | |C |D7 |G |C G | |C C7 |F F#dim| |C |D7 |G G7|C F Fm G | |C G C| Transcribed by Gerard Koot (Amsterdam, The Netherlands) – june 2008 Email: gerardkoot@hotmail.com