Capo: 1

Not enough Runrig on here, so here's one of my favourites. From the "Big Wheel" album. Capo 1 (verse 1)

^GWhen you close your eyes ^Dthere’s a frightened ^Cpride th^Gat^C l^Gives for you ^AmThat your mothers l^Dife and your fat^Amher’s^C eyes can??^D?t ^Chi^Dde.

You h^Gad no choice didn’^Dt ask the dice t^Co fall for^G yo^Cu ^G ^AmStill your courage ^Dcomes like t^Amhunder t^Chrough the ski^Des ^C ^D

(Chorus 1)

You’re^D always the^G wi^Dnn^Cer^D, the victor and the^G g^Dive^Cr ^D ^GSo^Dmew^Amhere thro^Cugh that w^Ginte^Dr, you will not grow old

(verse 2) G D C G CG So you carry time down the tortured line where mysteries show

Well h^Amidden ^Dfrom lifes ^Amlearned a^Cnd life’s^D wi^Cse^D Man’s^G useless ways an^Dd worthless conv^Cersat^Gion^Cs ^G

Lie^Am well expo^Dsed and ^Amhumbled in^C your smi^Dle ^C

(Chorus 2)

You’re^D always the^G wi^Dnn^Cer, t^Dhe victor and the^G g^Diver^C ^D Somewher^De through that w^Gin^Dter^Am, you??^C?ll never be^D alon^Ce

For ^Devermore the w^Gin^Dner,^C the^D taker and the g^Giv^Der ^C ^D Somewhere through that wi^Gnt^Der, ^Amyou will ^Cnot grow o^Gld.^D

(Bridge)

Still ^Amyou run out in the morning, with the b^Goys and girls A m^Ciracle of innocence on a ^Ghead of curls We’l^Aml search every reaso^Gn wherever we roam To fi^Amnd a place for these broken ^Dhearts and bones We?^C??ll keep a fire on the ^Ghillside, after the ^Amsummer’^Gs gone And we’l^Aml wait her for the^C war-wounded to come^G home^D.

(Chorus 3)

You’re^D always the^G w^Dinn^Cer,^D the victor and th^Ge ^Dgive^Cr ^D Somewhere through that w^Gin^Dter^Am, you’^Cll never be^D alon^Ce

For^D evermore the wi^Gnn^Der,^C t^Dhe taker and the ^Ggi^Dver ^C ^D Somewhere through that w^Gin^Dter^Am, you wil^Cl not grow ^Gold.

(hope this comes out ok. Looks weird on the "tab preview" but ok on my screen. If comes out pants, email me and I'll send you a copy). Jon

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