When The Day Turns Into Night

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Табулировано: Ellis Cresswell, England Email: (js217@hotmail.com) Band: Busted Song Название: When the day turns into night Композиция: 10 Обработано: Standard (eadgbe) Альбом: Busted
You palm mute all the way through this song.
There is a picking tune which you is easiest to only downstroke on which is used for the verses. it goes like
(Picking part)
E:---------------------------------------------------------------------------- A:---------------------------------------------------------------------------- D:---------------------------------------------------------------------------- G:-------------------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-2-2-2-2-2-1P2H1---------- B:--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2----------------------------------------------------------- e:----------------------------------------------------------------------------
the whole song should go like this:
(Picking part) Nobody's there when you get home
Your renting movies on your own
My photo's on your bedroom wall
You sit there waiting for my call

      B And I know

      F# E I leave you on your own

      G# And I need you to be strong

      F# E when I'm walking away

      B And I

      F# E I hate to say goodbye

      G# it gets harder everytime

      F# what I feel

      E you feel inside
when the day turns into night
(Picking part) Another tired afternoon
Another destined hotel room
I hate the fact that your not here
but now I'm counting down the days till I get there

      B And I know

      F# E I leave you on your own

      G# And I need you to be strong

      F# E when I'm walking away

      B And I

      F# E I hate to say goodbye

      G# it gets harder everytime

      F# what I feel

      E you feel inside
when the day turns into night
After that there is violin music but after that the chorus is repeated 2 more times
and thats basically it. its a good song
any queries just email me at js217@hotmail.com.
Ellis

Аккорды

  • G#
  • E
  • B
  • F#

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