Lift

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Sent: Monday, December 22, 1997 6:58 PM

Song: Lift

Artist: Brad

Source: From the album "Interiors"

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I don't know about any effects used but here's the idea...

Intro:

B G

B G F# E

G A

B

At the last B, the verse riff starts:

1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 +

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|----------1----2----1--------------------------------------|

|-----4-------------------2---------5---------5----5--------|

|2----------------------------------------------------------|

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You can play a B and D over this riff.

Chorus:

B G

B G F# E

G A

B

Bridge/Instrumental:

>From the chorus, the last B is now an A and the riff is:

1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6 +

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|-----2----4----5----4--------------------------------------|

|0------------------------5---------3---------3----3--------|

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Here an A and C can be played over the top.

There you go.

Transcribed by me.

Ben Cas

[email protected]

Lyrics:

Hey kids, get your gear

This is your vacation

Climb aboard this yellow bus

To your destination

Hey lift man, lift me up!

It's an occupation

And I wanna have a good time

At Alpintol, the skiings all at night

With alcohol, your dreams are all in white

Like Idaho

The wintertime you felt was yours to live

You felt was yours to live

The one good time you felt was yours to to live

Silver streaks mark our tracks

A million miles on empty

Brown baggin from our packs

Can I get some gin please

Double Diamond is way too rough

It's an outside regulation

'Cause I wanna have a good time

At Alpintol, the skiings all at night

With alcohol, your dreams are all in white

Like Idaho

The wintertime you felt was yours to live

You felt was yours to live

The one good time you felt was yours to to live

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