Amazing song by Sting, any comments, suggestions or even mistakes (my first tab)? Mail: [email protected] They dance alone – Sting Part one: Part two: e|----------------------------|------------------------------------------| B|------0--0-------0-------2--|------0--------------------0--------------| G|----2--------2-------2------|--------2--------------------2------------| D|--2------------2-------2----|--2-4--------4-0-2-----2-4--------4-0-2---| A|----------------------------|------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------|------------------------------------------| A Amaj7 F#m Why are these women here, dancing on their own. B A E Why is there this sadness in their eyes? A Amaj7 F#m Why are the soldiers here, their faces fixed like stone? B Esus E I can’t see what it is that they despise. Chorus: F#m A F#m A They’re dancing with the missing, they’re dancing with the dead. F#m A F#m A They dance with the invisible ones, their anguish is unsaid. G D G D They’re dancing with their fathers, they’re dancing with their sons. E Dm6 E Dm6 They’re dancing with their husbands, they dance alone. E They dance alone. Repeat Part two A Amaj7 F#m The only form of protest they’re allowed. B A E I’ve seen their silent faces, they scream so loud. A Amaj7 F#m If they were to speak these words, they’d go missing too. B Esus E Another woman on the torture table, what else can they do? Chorus Chorus 2: A D Bm F#m One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom. A D Bm F#m One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance. A D Bm F#m One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom. A D Bm F#m One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance. A Amaj7 F#m Hey Mister Pinochet, you’ve sown a bitter crop. B A E It’s foreign money that supports you, one day the money’s going to stop. A Amaj7 F#m No wages for your tortures, no budget for your guns. B Esus E You think of your mother, dancing with her invisible son. Chorus + Chorus 2 Amaj7 F#m And we’ll dance, and we’ll dance Bm A And we’ll dance, and we’ll dance