F#m - 2 4 4 2 2 2E - 0 2 2 1 0 0 Bm - x 2 4 4 3 2 Key: ^ Upstroke v DownstrokeIntro/Main Riff: E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||A Dsus2 F#m E E e||E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||--|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||---||-0~~| B||o-----2-0---0-0-2-|-3---2-0---2-----|E|E|-------||2---0-----|E|E|-------||0---0---0--o||-0~~| G||------2-2---2-2-2-|-2---2-2---2-----|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|-------||0h|-1-----1---1---1---||-1~~|D||--2---2-2---2-2-2-|-0---0---0---0---|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||---||-2~~| A||o-0---0-0---0-0-0-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||--o||-2~~|E||E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||--|E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||-|-2---2---2---2---|-0---0---0---0-----||-0~~| v v ^ ^ v ^ v v ^ v ^ v v v ^ v ^ v ^ v v ^ v ^ v ^Verse 1: E|E|E|-------||-|A Dsus2 F#m E I have to admit that I am one of the many who thought that a guitar would win him a ladyA Dsus2 F#m E My teenage years, they were a feminine drought, and I thought that a serenade would help outA Dsus2 F#m E It seemed to be working for a couple of years - I wrote a few songs and they wrought a few tearsA Dsus2 F#m E But when I hit my twenties, it ran out of steam. I seemed to be suffering from romantic fatigueChorus: E|E|-------||F#m Dsus2 A E And I never know which song I should play her, each melody isF#m Dsus2 Bm E A memory of a not-forgotten failureA E F#m E Dsus2 So when I get out my guitar tonight, to do what I do, rememberE I probably didn't write this song for you (Repeat Intro)Verse 2: E|E|E|-------||-|A Dsus2 F#m E And so as I have mentioned, the shelf-life was short - the scheme wasn't working, despite what I thoughtA Dsus2 F#m E The ladies all left me alone in the end, so I had to switch the names around and then sing it againBridge: E|E|-------||Bm E A E F#m Every life-long-love, and every best friendBm E A A7 Slipped away into the pastBm E A E F#m Dsus2 Take my words with caution, I can't pretend that you're the firstE You won't be the lastChorus (Extended): E|E|E|E|-------||-|E|E|E|-------||-||--F#m Dsus2 A E And I never know which song I should play her, each melody isF#m Dsus2 Bm E A memory of a not-forgotten failureA E F#m E Dsus2 So when I get out my guitar tonight, to do what I do, rememberE I probably didn't write this songDsus2 E No I certainly didn't write this songDsus2 E Dsus2 No I never, never wrote a song for you
Romantic Fatigue
Frank Turner
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Tom:
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