Scars On Broadway - Whore Street
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Band name | Scars On Broadway |
Song name | Whore Street |
Tab type | Guitar tab |
Added | 06/25/2008 |
Size | 2.52 kb |
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This song is pretty much exactly the same as Subterranean Homesick blues except for the blues has E/Em, Am7, than Bm) Just capo the third frett and it should sound like the recording. There are various riffs in the key of G everywhere in the song, that I'm too lazy to tab. The other tab is almost correct, but shows none of the minute hammer ons that Dylan the G/Gm chart below), plus there is no Em, it is Am(7) Here's a little activity: Listen to the first few seconds of Homesick Blues and than the first few seconds of Maggies Farm. Notice the easily recognized similarity :D G/Gm Am7 D ============= ========= ========= --0---0---0-- ----3---- ----2----| --0---0---0-- ----2---- ----3----| --0---0-h-1-- ----2---- ----2----| --2---2---2-- ----2---- ----0----| --2---2---2-- ----0---- ---------| --0---0---0-- ----x---- ---------| ============= ========= ========= G/Gm I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more G/Gm No I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more G/Gm Well, I wake up in the morning, hold my hands and pray for rain G/Gm I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane Am7 D It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor G/Gm I-- ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well he hands you a nickel, he hands you a dime He asks you with a grin if you're having a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window, it is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well she talks to all the servants about Man and God and Law Everybody says she's the brains behind Pa She's sixty-eight, but she says she's fifty-four I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best to be just like I am But everybody wants you to be just like them They say sing while you slave, but I just get bored I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more