Libertines - Time For Heroes Chords & Tabs

 

Time For Heroes Chords & Tabs

Libertines Chords & Tabs

Version: 5 Type: Chords

Time For Heroes Chords

   
The Libertines - Time For Heroes
Standard Tuning

                 D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
          Bm                     G (5 fast hits)
We were shovelled up like muck Set the night on fire
 D                 F#m
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
             G              A        
You know I cherish you my love

           D                      F#m
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
          Bm                        G
Caught round the houses with your trousers down
 D           F#m
A headrush in the bush
           G           A
You know I cherish you my love
        G             A
How i cherish you my love

G                         Gm
What can you want now you've got it all
D
She says it's obscene
F#m
Time will strip it away
G
A year and a day
       A (Let ring)~~~~
And Bill Bones
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bill Bones he knows what I mean

             D             F#m
Yes it's eating no it's chewing me up
            Bm                       G 
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
        D            
Oh it's all, 
         G                  A
it's all in my hands And its all up the walls
 
         D                    F#m
The stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
        Bm                        G
Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down
         D               F#m
Yeah I sighed and sunken with pride
        G                    A
You know passed myself down on my knees
      G                  A
Yes I passed myself down on my knees

G                         Gm
What can you want now you've got it all
D
She says it's obscene
F#m
Time will strip it away
G
A year and a day
       A (Let ring)~~~~
And Bill Bones
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bill Bones he knows what I mean
[ Tab from: https://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/l/libertines/time_for_heroes_crd_ver_5.html ]
        D                      F#m
There are fewer more distressing sights than that
     Bm                  G
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap
     D               F#m
Yeah we'll die in the class we were born
       G                A
That's a class of our own my love
        G               A
Were in a class of our own my love

SOLO 

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         D               F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
         Bm                      G
We were shovelled up like muck Then set the night on fire
       D               F#m
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
       G                A
You know I cherish you my love
      G               A        D
Oh how I cherish you my love.