...THE GREAT NATIONS OF EUROPE... by Randy Newman
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*from 'Bad Love' (1999)*
Intro:
Dm Am, Bb F/C G7
Verse 1:
C F Eb F/A F/C Bb Bb/D F/C
The Great Nations of Europe, had gathered on the shore;
F Bb Bdim7 F/C G7 C7
They'd conquered what was be-hind them, and now they wanted more.
C F Eb F/A F/C Bb Bb/D F/C
So they looked to the mighty ocean, and took to the Western Sea;
Bb Bdim7 F/C Bb F
The great Nations of Europe, in the 16th centu-ry.
Chorus 1:
Eb Bb F Am Dm
Hide your wives and daughters, hide the groceries too;
Bb C7 F
The great Nations of Europe comin' through.
Interlude:
F Bb (x2), C7, F
Verse 2:
F Eb D Am D F Am
The Grand Ca-nary Islands; first land to which they came.
Bb Bdim7 F/C
They slaughtered all the ca-naries there,
G7 C7
Which gave the land its name.
F Eb F/A F/C
There were natives there, called Guanches,
Bb Bb/D F/C
Guanches by the score.
Bb Bdim7 F/C Bb F
Bullet's, di-sease, the Portugese; they weren't there any-more.
Bridge 1:
F Bb F
Now they're gone, they're gone, they're really gone;
Am F Eb G7 C
You've never seen any-one so gone.
F Bb F
There's pictures in a mu-seum, some lines written in a book,
Gm Am Bb C7 F
But you won't find a live one, no matter where you look.
Chorus 2:
Eb Bb F Am Dm
Hide your wives and daughters, hide the groceries too;
Bb C7 F
The great Nations of Europe comin' through.
Interlude:
F Bb (x2), C7, F
Break:
Dm Ab Dm Ab
Co-lumbus sailed for India; found Salvidor in-stead.
Dm Am G7 C7
He shook hands with some Indians, and soon they all were dead.
F C/G F Bb A7 Dm
They got TB and Typhoid and athletes foot, dip-theria and the flu;
Eb Bb F
'Scuse me; great nations comin' through.
Interlude:
Bb, F (x2)
Break 2:
Eb G7 C Eb G7 C
Bal-boa found the Pa-cific, and on the trail one day,
Eb G7 C G7 C7
He met some friendly Indians, whom he was told were gay. So...
F C/G F Bb A7 Dm
He had them torn a-part by dogs, on re-ligious grounds they say;
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The great Nations of Europe, were quite holy in their way.
Bridge 2:
F Bb F
Now they're gone, they're gone, they're really gone;
Am F Eb G7 C
You've never seen any-one so gone.
F Bb F Bb
Some bones hidden in a canyon, some paintings in a cave;
Gm Am Bb C7 F
There's no use tryin' to save them; there's nothin' left to save.
Chorus 3:
Eb Bb F Am Dm
Hide your wives and daughters, hide your sons as well;
Bb C7 F
With the great Nations of Europe, you never can tell.
Interlude:
F Bb (x2), C7, F
Verse 3:
C F Eb F/A F/C Bb Bb/D F/C
Where you and I are standing, at the end of a centu-ry;
Bb Bdim7 F/C G7 C7
Europe's have sprung up everywhere, as even I can see.
F C/G F Bb A7 Dm
But there on the ho-rizon, is the possi-bili-ty,
Db Ab Eb Dm Am C
That some bug from out of Africa, might come for you and me.
F C/G F Bb A7 Dm
De-stroying everything in its path, from sea to shining sea.
Bb F C7 F
Like the great Nations of Europe, in the 16th centu-ry.
Outro:
F Bb, F
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 ([email protected])
