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Love is on the Dole – The Libertines
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Tabbed by: lfgtimmer
Tuning: standard
This is my version of the song, I think it's more accurate than the other versions that
are floating around on the internet. Credits for the lyrics go the tabber of version 1.
Suggestions/corrections are more than welcome. Listen to the song for the timing. I hope
you enjoy it.
Chords used
A6 A7 Am* Am C Cmaj7 D* D D7 Dm Eb E G
e|----2---x---0---5---x---3-----2----x---2---5---3---0---3--------------------------------|
B|----2---2---1---5---5---5-----3----7---1---6---2---0---3--------------------------------|
G|----2---0---2---5---5---4-----2----7---2---7---3---1---0--------------------------------|
D|----2---2---2---7---5---5-----0----7---0---7---x---2---0--------------------------------|
A|----0---0---0---7---3---3-----x----5---x---5---x---2---2--------------------------------|
E|----x---x---x---5---x---x-----x----x---x---x---x---0---3--------------------------------|
Intro:
A6 D7
Verse:
A6 D7
How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
A6 D7
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
A6 D7
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
A6 D7
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
Pre chorus:
A6
Strike a light
A7
Raise your glasses
D* Eb
Drink a toast to the boring classes
Chorus
G
On the Albion-ay
Cmaj7
Spew it out your soul
D
Love is on the dole
G
And there she will stay
Cmaj7 D G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
Cmaj7 D G (hold G until the start of next verse)
All night long we were singing Northern songs
Verse:
Only you battered your broken nose on the grindstone
You wake a slave you squandered
So your soul is not your own
I run from the dust and gloom
With only my secrets to keep me warm
That's all I could do to keep them from you
And its all a pact we swore
Pre chorus:
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes
Chorus:
With Albion-ay
Spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay
All night long we were singing Northern songs
All night long we were singing Northern songs
Bridge:
C Am
And I love every inch of you
C Am
Yes I do love every single inch of you
C Am
But doesn't she get that warm glow inside?
C Am
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Dm G
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
E (Am* E Am*)
You've always wanted one slice more
G (hold it until next verse)
Than you and me
Love for today makes
Verse:
My darling was a preacher on the Albion stage
She might have been a preacher in the good old days
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
Don't people realise they've rolled past my tomb
Bridge:
Oh well
Don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
You never turn the other cheek
Once in your life
Love is on the dole.
