Roger Waters – The Bar (Guitar)

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[Part I] [Intro] Bb Eb F Bb [Verse 1]
Bb                                 Eb F
Does everybody in the bar feel pain?

                Bb
Yeah, sure they do

Bb                                 Eb     F
Does everybody in the bar a little maimed?

                  Bb
Yeah, both me and you

   Eb                            Bb
We traded in the family farm for snake oil

Eb                             Bb  Bb Dm Gm
Bought into the carpetbagger's lies

Gm
Now we're hanging on this cross

           Gm       F      Eb
With these feelings of loss

Eb                F                    Bb
Just watching the liberty boat sail on by
[Bridge] Bb Eb F Bb | x2 [Verse 2]
Bb                             Eb    F
Does everybody in the bar feel shame?

              Bb
Lord knows, I do

Bb                                       Eb
I guess we all feel pretty much the same

        F                              Bb
Kind of wore out by this crazy fucking zoo

Eb                        Bb
The smell of napalm, with cornflakes

Eb                                   Bb       Bb Dm Gm
The chafe of killing everything that breathes

Gm                        Gm   F        Eb
Imposing sanctions on the lady down the street

         Eb                  F                   Bb
'Til she takes the hint, and packs her bags, and leaves
[Bridge] Bb Eb F Bb [Verse 3]
Bb                           Eb          F
Come on in here, sister, and sit a spell

                            Bb
You are most welcome in the bar

Bb                              Eb F
We may seem few, but we are many

                        Bb
Have you been traveling far?

    Eb                              Bb
The girl who brought you in here is Lakota

     Eb                                   Bb   Bb Dm Gm
From Standing Rock, where they made their stand

Gm
So from Fort Yates, North Dakota

         Gm      F       Eb
Here's a message for the man

          Eb             F            Bb
Would you kindly get the fuck off our land?
[Part II] [Intro] Bb Eb F Bb [Verse 4]
Bb                      Eb
You are my sad-eyed lady

     F                          Bb
Come lay across my big brass bed

Bb                           Eb
Maybe it is we who have been chosen, you and me

   F                                         Bb  Eb
To point out this don't make no fuckin' sense

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How many cannonballs must fly, Bob?

                            Bb    Bb Dm Gm
How long and winding is the road?

Gm                               Gm   F               Eb
How many children pulling on how many mother's sleeves?

        Eb            F                        Bb
Saying, "Look Ma, the man ain't got no fucking clothes"
[Bridge] Bb Eb F Bb [Verse 5]
Bb                 Eb
When I was born my brother used to sit

      F                               Bb
On my daddy's lap when he was home on leave

Bb
Daddy'd smoke a cigarette

    Eb
And sometimes as a jest

          F                                     Bb Eb
He'd blow smoke rings up my big brother's sleeve

                          Bb
"More fire daddy," my big brother would shout

   Eb                             Bb       Bb Dm Gm
At least that's how the story has survived

      Gm
I was mercifully spared

    Gm       F         Eb
The memories that they shared

             Eb                  F               Bb
'Cause I was only five months old when Daddy died
[Bridge] Bb Eb F Bb | x2 Bb Eb Bb Bb Eb Bb Bb Dm Gm Gm F Eb Eb F Bb [Verse 6]
      Bb                       Eb
Gonna call up a friend in Australia

    F                         Bb
And order in some bush tucker snacks

    Bb                         Eb
And dance here with you to the didgeridoo

    F                                Bb  Bb Eb
And listen while you sing me all the maps

                         Bb        Bb Eb
Is that a foghorn in the distance?

                       Bb    Bb Dm Gm
Are we heading for the rocks?

     Gm                           Gm      F       Eb
Come sit here by the fireside and hold me in your arms

    Eb               F               Bb
And tell me, how was life before the cops?