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 This is 'The Game' from Levelling the Land.....
 
  Its in 4/4 timing and these chords start after 4 bars of the intro.
  
   Dm      F     Gm     B(flat)    F    B(flat)
   
    Thats the basic chord progression.. for most of the song.
    
   
    The first verse is as follows...
    
   
   
    F   B(flat)   Dm       F    Gm        B(flat)  
            The   bar was dark, quiet and still and nothing could be 
    
       B(flat)     F            B(flat)      Dm             F      Gm
    heard, the dust lay undisturbed. At a table near the back ,underneath
     
    B(flat)   F                B(flat) F             B(flat)  
    a fan .... .two men shared a joke about the normal folk. 
   
        Dm        C        Gm          B(flat)  C       F         Dm  
    The cards are on the table .. .the winner takes it all... the game is
    
    F        Gm    B(flat)  C       F
    nearly over,  one man about to fall ... 
     
    chorus
           Dm    B(flat)    Dm     B(flat)  Dm       B(flat)   F  
    Well i don't believe in heaven .. i   dont  believe in     hell, 
       
      Dm        B(flat)      Dm      B(flat)      C              Dm   
    I dont believe what i am seeing ..      this is no game cant you tell...
  
  
    For the midle part the chords are : -
    
     Dm  Gm  Dm  Gm F  B(flat)
     
     
    The second verse is : -
        
    I'm calling your bluff the first man said,
    The people went to war .. they always wanted more.
    And how could i ever fail to lose, i cant take it
    any more, they don't want to learn the score.
    The second man showed his hand, 
    some walked bare-foot 'cross the land,
    and many have seen the future and are
    doing the best they can ...
    
    chorus
    
    Third verse...
    
    The clock ticked past the final hour,
    and which of the men had lost, and what was the cost?
    The glasses now where empty and gone
    To wash away the shame and take away the pain.
    
     One man left the table,
     the other was head in hands,
     He paid the bill for the defeated,
     the only thing that's left that stands.
     
      chorus(twice)
      
      Hope you can work it out ......
      
      simon
      
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