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Famous For Nothing
Dropkick Murphys
Tabbed by rich-uk
3 February 2009
Capo 1st fret

Intro:
A   A   D   A
D   D   E   E
A   A   D   A
D   D   E   E

Verse 1:
    A             A          D              A
The barrel fire's fading, my pals are disappearing.
  D              D           E       E
Another night is passing but I won't go.
     A      A          D                A
It's 2am at Townie and things are going my way.
D             D           E       E
Three Buds, a glove and a foot of snow.
        A          A             D             A
There's two little shits selling joints on the hill.
        D             D               E              E
And the kids down the lot are burning cruisers for a thrill.
     A           A             D              A
See, we had each other, it was us against the world.
D          D              E               E
Famous for nothing, yeah, nothing was our world.

Chorus 1:
D   A            E          F#m
      Well these lies won't save me.
D   A           E               E
      Don't you know, don't you know.
D   A          E          F#m
      From the times that made me.
D   D         E           E
      Here we go, here we go.

Fill 1:
A   D   A   D
A   D   A   A

Verse 2:
    A                  A           D               A
The courts are filling up, all the kids are coming down.
      D                 D             E                 E
For a head start on the troubles of a long night on the town.
      A              A            D                A
Yeah, thank God it's Saturday and half my problems go away.
D                  D               E             E
Sure, the big ones on the way, but I know how to handle them.
A         A         D           A
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
    D             D               E        E
The Good Lord was calling me, but I wasn't up.
         A              A           D           A
From the convent to the rectory and over in the sacristy.
D             D             E           E
I'm a goddamn travesty, and that's just my luck.

Chorus 2:
D   A            E          F#m
      Well these lies won't save me.
D   A           E               E
      Don't you know, don't you know.
D   A          E          F#m
      From the times that made me.
D   D         E           E
      Here we go, here we go.

Fill 2:
D   D   D   D
            Here we
E   E   E   E
go!    Yeah!

Chorus 3:
D               A          E     F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D            A             E   E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D       A             E         F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7           D            D
        Still the bells of St. Mary's
     A        D   A   A
kept ringing.

Middle Eight:
D         D         E           E
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
D        D       E       E
Jesus Christ was calling me!

Fill 3:
D   D   D   D
            Here we
E   E   E   E
go!    Yeah!

Chorus 4:
D               A          E     F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D            A             E   E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D       A             E         F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7           D            D
        Still the bells of St. Mary's
     A        D   A   A
kept ringing.

Chorus 5:
D               A          E     F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D            A             E   E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D       A             E         F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7           D     D
        Still the bells of
    D  D        A        D
St. Mary’s were ringing.
A   A     Bm7   Bm7
      The bells of
    D  D        A        D
St. Mary's were ringing.
A

***** If you requested these chords *****
***** and you are happy with them,  *****
***** please RATE them. Thanks, Rich*****

            
            
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