Tunnel Of Love Tab de uke por Dire Straits (Acordes Barítonos)

Dm  C  Dm    Bb   Dm  C  Dm  Bb  

                     Dm       F                         C
Getting crazy on the waltzers, but it's the life that I choose
G                                                Dm
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tatoo
                          F
And I've been riding on a ghost train 
                    C               
where the cars they scream and slam
G                                          Dm
And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am
                       F
In a screaming ring of faces 
                          C
I see her standing in the light
G                                                     Dm
She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
                       F
I put my hand upon the lever 
                            C
said let it rock and let it roll
G                                                      Dm
I had the one arm bandit fever was an arrow through my heart and my soul

                           Bb      C
And the big wheels keep on turning
     F            Bb
neon burning, up above
         F
And I am high on the world
        C      Dm               Bb
come on take a low ride with me girl.
       Dm        C  Dm  Bb
On the tunnel of love.
 
              Dm      F                     C
It's just the danger, when you're riding at your own risk
G                                               Dm
She said you are the perfect stranger, she said baby let's keep it like this
            F
It's just a cakewalk 
                         C
twisting baby step right up and say
G                                          Dm
Hey mister give me two give me two because any two can play

                           Bb      C
And the big wheels keep on turning,
     F            Bb
neon burning, up above
        F
And I am high on the world,
        C      Dm               Bb
come on take a low ride with me girl.
       Dm        C  Dm  Bb
On the tunnel of love.

               Gm                       Bb
Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Gm                        Bb
Money for muscle, another girl I dig
Gm                      Bb
Another hustle, just to make it big,
    C         
and rock away rock away

    F                            C/Dm
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did
C                         F/Bb            C
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.

F  C Dm  Bb C  F Bb  C (2x)  Dm  C  Dm  Bb 

                      Dm    F                       C
She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this
G
She put her hand in my pocket,
        Dm
I got a keepsake and a kiss
                          F
And in the roar of dust and diesel,
                        C
I stood and watched her walk away
G                                            Dm
I could have caught up with her easy enough, but something must have made me stay

                           Bb      C
And the big wheels keep on turning,
     F            Bb
neon burning, up above
         F
And I am high on the world,
        C      Dm               Bb
come on take a low ride with me girl.
       Dm        C  Dm  Bb
On the tunnel of love.  
       Dm        C  Dm  Bb
On the tunnel of love.  
               
            Gm                                        Bb
And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
Gm                        Bb
Searching everywhere from steeplechase and palisades
       Gm                     Bb
In any shooting gallery where promises are made,
   C                                                           C
To rock away rock away from cullercoats and whitley bay out to rockaway

    F                            C/Dm
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did
C                         F/Bb            C
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.
    F                            C/Dm
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did
C                         F/Bb            C
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.

F  C Dm  C  Bb