Libertines : "Time for heroes" Guitar tabs
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Send "Time for heroes" Ringtone to your Cell 
Time for Heroes – the Libs
Most of the tabs on the net for this song have the chords same for the
chorus as the verse – they are obviously different...
I’ve lifted the solo from someone else because it’s near enough if
you work on it and I’m not prepared to tab it out properly!
A D F#m Bm G A G# Gm D7 E
e--x---2---2---2---3---5---4---3---2---0-------------------
B--2---3---2---3---3---5---4---3---1---0-------------------
G--2---2---2---4---4---6---5---3---2---1-------------------
D--2---0---4---4---5---7---6---5---0---2-------------------
A--0---x---4---2---5---7---6---5---x---2-------------------
E--x---x---2---2---3---5---4---x---x---0-------------------
A A (play muted) D F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
Bm G G G G
Shovelled up like muck, and 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 G G G
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.
G G D F#m G A
A head rush, in (Shepherd’s) Bush, you know I cherish you my love.
G A A A G# G
Oh, how I cherish you my love,
Gm
Tell me what can you want, now you've got it all.
D D7 G E
Ah the scene is obscene, time'll strip it away, a year and a day.
A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean,
D F#m
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up,
Bm G G G G G
And it's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood an
G D F#m G A
It's all, it's all in my hands, and it's all up the walls.
D F#m
All the stale chips are up, and the hope stakes are down,
Bm G G G G G
It's these ignorant faces, that bring this town down.
G D F#m
I sighed, and sunken with pride,
G A
I passed myself down on my knees,
G A A A G# G
Yes I passed myself down on my knees,
Gm D
Now tell me what can you want, see you've got it all.
D7
The whole scene is obscene,
G E
Time will strip it away, a year and a day.
A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.
D F#m
He knows there's fewer more distressing sights,
Bm G G G
Then that of an English man in a baseball cap.
G G D F#m
Now we'll die in the class we were born,
G A
And that's a class of our own, my love.
G A
A class of our own, my love.
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|Solo|
D F#m Bm G
e|--------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7---7-5-7--8-8-8-8-7-5-|
G|-7-------6-------4--------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|
D F#m G A
e|---------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7--------5-7--8-8-8-8-5-|
G|-7-------6-------44--77----------------|
D|---------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|
D F#m Bm G
e|-----------------------------7--5------------1-1-1-1-0-|
B|-------3---3---6-5-3-3---3---------6--5--3-------------|
G|---2-4---4---4---------4---4---------------4-----------|
D|-4-----------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
G F#m G A
e|------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-3---3---3---3---3---3---3---------------------77777777-88888888-7|
G|---4---4---4---4---4---4------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------4-3-2-0---0---0------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------2---2---2----------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------|
Tab by seanessey – email seanesseyAThotmailDOTcom
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