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From: helmers@chemie.fu-berlin.de (Juergen Helmers)

This another Song of the 1989 album "waking hours" by Del Amitri.
Beside "this side of morning" and "nothing ever happens" it is one
of my favourites. I figured it out by ear, so it might be different
from the record. I post it anyway...


Some hints for the notation:

1. ===    hold note
2. ==3==  triplet



MOVE AWAY JIMMY BLUE				J. Currie/I. Harvie
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Intro:
         ==3==  ==3== ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------o------0-----o-----|----7--7===================|
|------2---2------2-----2---|----8--8===================|
|----3-------3------3-----3-|---------------------------|
|-2-------------------------|--7------------------------|
|---------------------------|---------------------------|

         ==3==  ==3== ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------o------0-----o-----|----7--7===================|
|------2---2------2-----2---|----8--8===================|
|----3-------3------3-----3-|---------------------------|
|-2-------------------------|--7------------------------|
|---------------------------|---------------------------|





A struck match faded like a  nervous laugh    Beyond the
         ==3==                     ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0-----------|--------0-----0------------|
|------2---2-------2---2----|------2---2------2---2-----|
|----3-------3-------3------|----3-------3------3-------|
|-2-------------------------|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|-0-------------------------|


 halo of a       naked       bulb             And your
         ==3==                     ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0-----------|--------0-----0------------|
|------2---2-------2---2----|------2---2------2---2-----|
|----3-------3-------3------|----3-------3------3-------|
|-2-------------------------|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|-0-------------------------|


 low  voice   mingles with your other half's
         ==3==                     ==3==
|------------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0--------------|--------0-----0------------|
|------2---2-------2---2-------|------2---2------2---2-----|
|----3-------3-------3---------|----3-------3------3-------|
|-2----------------------------|---------------------------|
|------------------------------|-0-------------------------|


Schoolfriends in secondhand  clothes.
         ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0-----------|----7--7===================|
|------2---2-------2---2----|----8--8===================|
|----3-------3-------3------|---------------------------|
|-2-------------------------|-7-------------------------|
|---------------------------|---------------------------|


Eventually your world will   shrink within four walls  Or
         ==3==                     ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0-----------|--------0-----0------------|
|------2---2-------2---2----|------2---2------2---2-----|
|----3-------3-------3------|----3-------3------3-------|
|-2-------------------------|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|-0-------------------------|

neglected  steps   from      stolen stereos   So move
         ==3==                       ==3==
|---------------------------|---------------------------|
|--------0------0-----------|--------0-----0------------|
|------2---2-------2---2----|------2---2------2---2-----|
|----3-------3-------3------|----3-------3------3-------|
|-2-------------------------|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|-0-------------------------|


(strum from now on)

 F#        E
away Jimmy Blue

            F#                       E
Before your small, small town turns around


             B
and swallows you.

        B              E
A drunk mother was the clue

           B                         E
Before the legendary things that you do

           B                  E
Behind the carnival tent with mud on your face

           B                E
behind the old glue factory too



        F#         E
So move away Jimmy Blue

            F#                       E
before your small, small town turns around

             B
and swallows you.



B                    E
  Wet feet visit the same old places

B                 E
  Finding nothing new

       B                      E
It's a binful of tissues from made-up faces

    B                       E
in a townfull of nothing to do

  F#                 E
A lovematch with the moon

     F#                   E
in a layby, while insects hum
                       F#                   E
and you got put in the darkness of a womans womb

      B    E B E
Jimmy Blue


        B     E
So move away, yeh

        B     E
So move away, yeh

         B         E
So move away Jimmy Blue

           F#                        E
before your small, small town turns around

and swallows


         ==3==  ==3==                   ==3==  ==3==
|-----------------------------|-----------------------------|
|--------0------0-----0-------|--------0------0-----0-------|
|------2---2------2-----2---2-|------2---2------2-----2---2-|
|----3-------3------3-----3---|----3-------3------3-----3---|
|-2---------------------------|-----------------------------|
|-----------------------------|-0---------------------------|


(play while fading...)


That's it. Hope you like it...   Juergen


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