Going Blind

By Craig's Brother

Tabbed By Eric Exley



Eb Tuning

CHORDS AND RIFFS ARE AT BOTTOM OF PAGE



Acoustic Intro:

Gb-------------7------------------7----------------------7----------7-9-10-12-

Db-10..-7-9-10---10-9-10..-7-9-10---10-9-7..------7-9-10---9..-9-10-----------

Ab-------------------------------------------8-10-----------------------------



Gb-9..----7-9-10-9-7-9..----7-9-10-9-7-------------7-9-10-12..14..16...-|

Db-----10----------------10------------10..-7-9-10----------------------|

Ab----------------------------------------------------------------------|



Electric Intro:

Db-----------------------------------77-55-33-22-X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-----------10-

Ab-88888-777-10-8-7-7h8h7-555-8-7-10-------------X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-88888-7h8----

Eb-----------------------------------55-33-11-00-X-5-X-3-X-1-X-0--------------



Db-------------------------5---------5h7-------------------X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-|

Ab-8-7-7h8h7-555-----5h7h8-----5h7h8-----88888-777-7h8h7..-X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-|

Eb---------------6h8---------8-----------------------------X-5-X-3-X-1-X-0-|



G#...                    F#....

She's on a beach in Maui, her breasts are half uncovered

D#                            E                      G#....

  I try to stop myself from staring at her but I'm drawn

                  F#.....

Like Dagwood to sleep (Dagwood to sleep)

     D#                         E                        R1

The lawn may need mowing, but still I can't prevent my thoughts



>From becoming obscene, so I justify, she's only a page in a magazine

E*    D#6* E*  R2   E* D#6*    G#     B     C#     F#*   E*  D#6* E*  R2

She's not real,   She doesn't feel.   Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth

E*     D#6*     X-G#-X-F#-X-E-X-D#

  Her value is lost

G#....                F#.........

Crown of all creation,  bane of jealous angels

D#                         E

  Nothing more to me than food for a fantasy

R1

And though I know that it's a shame, I won't turn away



My thoughts are so casually led astray

B                 A#6                   A

 I know it's not right, it feels so unclean

                  G#

But she's just a page in a magazine

E*    D#6* E*  G#-A#   E* D#6*    G#  R3   E*  D#6* E*    G#*-D#*

She's not real,      she doesn't feel.  Scraps of cloth.

E*     D#6*     G#

  Her value is lost.

G#...E...F#....G#-R4-G#



E* F#    G#           D#* E*     F#          G#   D#*-C#-BB

  49er, gold prospector.    Her body is my claim

E*          F#                G#                  D#*    E*

  As she assumes some cheezy pose, imagination sees no clothes

            F#             G#(pm)

And I don't even know her name.

D#*-E*     F#    B    A#  G#    F#    E      F#             G#

      Her body breaks my minds leash,  like Gus broke his chain.



CHORDS (IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE):

   G#  F#  D#  E   E*  D#6*  B    C#   F#*  A#6  A   A#  G#*  D#*

Gb-----------------10---10-------------12----------------14---9---|

Db-7---5---2---3---10---10---10---12---12---10---8---9---14---9---|

Ab-7---5---2---3---8----7----10---12---10---10---8---9---12---7---|

Eb-5---3---0---1-------------8----10--------7----6---7------------|



RIFFS:

R1:

Ab-----10---10-----10---10-----8---8-----8---8-|

Eb-888----8----777----7----666---6---555---5---|



R2:

Eb-5/7-7-7/8-888-|



R3:

Gb-10-9-7----7----7-9--|

Db--------10---10------|



R4:

Eb-555-7-8-7-555-7-8-7-|