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Gtr 1: rhythm -
大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
Staccato-strings keyboard -
合成铜管1 Synth Brass 1
Electric Bass -
指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Gtr 2: fade-in chords -
大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
Gtr 3: chorus chords -
清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
Gtr 4: chorus chords -
清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
Vocal Harmonies -
人声“嘟”音 Voice Oohs
标题:Seven Days
副标题:(transcribed by Maitinin)(吉他社www.jitashe.net)
标签: 总谱
艺人:Sting
专辑:Ten Summoner's Tales (1993)
作词:Sting
作曲:Sting
编曲:Sting
制谱人:Jon Sebastian Frederiksen - 20th /May /12
和弦:C6/9 C6maj9 C6maj7 Eb6/9(#11) Bb6/9 G G(2) F F6/9 E E(2) F#m7(b5) E7/G# Am7 Bb9(#11) Fm(maj7) F(2) C(9) Fmaj7 Bb13(#11) Bbsus13
注释:
(The low notes in brackets are less prominent.)
标记:[A]Intro[B]1st + 2nd Verse[C]Chorus[A]Interlude[B]3rd Verse[B]4th Verse[D]Interlude[C]Last Chorus[E]Outro
歌曲: Seven Days
歌词:
Seven days, was all she wrote
A kind of ultimatum note, she gave to me
She gave to me
When I thought the field had cleared
It seems another suit appeared to challenge me
Woe is me
Though I hate to make a choice
My options are decreasing mostly rapidly
Well, we'll see
I don't think she'd bluff this time
I really have to make her mine
It's plain to see, it's him or me
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
If I make up my mind
Wedn'sday would be fine
Thursday's on my mind
Friday'd give me time
Saturday could wait
But Sunday'd be too late
The fact he's over six feet ten
Might instil fear in other men
But not in me
The mighty flea
Ask if I am mouse or man
The mirror squeaked, away I ran
He'll murder me in time for his tea
Does it bother me at all?
My rival is Neanderthal
It makes me think
Perhaps I need a drink
I.Q. is no problem here
We won't be playing Scrabble for
Her hand, I fear
I need that beer
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
If I make up my mind
Wedn'sday would be fine
Thursday's on my mind
Friday'd give me time
Saturday could wait
But Sunday'd be too late
Seven days will quickly go
The fact remains, I love her so
Seven days
So many ways
But I can't run away
I can't run away
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
If I make up my mind
Wedn'sday would be fine
Thursday's on my mind
Friday'd give me time
Saturday could wait
But Sunday'd be too late
Do I have to tell a story
Of a thousand rainy days
Since we first met?
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up
Getting wet. Yeah, Yeah.