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Transcrption by:  Jostein Kjønigsen (josteink@hotmail.com), Jim (jimih@picknowl.com.au)

   
THE FINAL CUT
Pink Floyd
(Waters)

Verse 1:

F                                            F/C   C
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eye_____s,
	Bbadd9                                        F
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time.
	                                    F/C   C
And far from flying high in clear blue skie_____s,
    Bbadd9                                               F
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.


(Gtr. enters)

Bb                      F
 If you negotiate the minefield in the drive,
Bb                                     F
 And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes,
Bb           C                 Dm
 And if you make it past the shotguns in the hall,
Gm7                                                                      F
 Dial the combination, open the priesthole, and if I'm in I'll tell you.....

Verse 2:

Am                                     F
 There's a kid who had a big hallucination,
Am                              C
 Making love to girls in magazines.
   Bb                                      Dm
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.
Gm7
 Could anybody love him,
                 C     F                C  Bbadd9  F
Or is it just a crazy drea_____m? (Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah)

(Gtr. out)

Verse 3:

(F)                              C
And if I......show you my dark side,
                 Bb                F
Will you still hold me.......tonight?
                       C
And if I......open my heart to you,
	            Bb
Show you my weak side,
                F
What would you do?

(Gtr. enters)

Bb                                       F
 Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Bb	  			                    F
 Would you take the children away..........and leave me alone?
Bb                 C                   Dm
 And smile in reassurance.....as you whisper down the phone,
Gm7
 Would you send me packing,
C                     F
Or would you take me home?

Solo:

       Am             F                      Am                        C
E-|----13b(15)--------20--17-----{7(9)}*---------13--13b(15)----------13---12p10------|
B-|-------------------------------------------13----------------------------------13--|
G-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
					        *faint
       Bb                                       Dm 
E-|-------------12--13--12------------------------------------------------------------|
B-|----13--15---------------15--15----15--13------------------------------------------|
G-|-------------------------------------------14--14---10--12---14--12----14p12--10---|
D-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

       Gm7				                      F
E-|---15b(17)--(19)*r15--15-------13-13b(15)---13--12-10------------------------------|
B-|-----------------------------13-------------------------13p11----------------------|
G-|----------------------------------------------------------------14p12--10----------|
D-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E-|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

Verse 4:

Am                                F
 Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings.
Am                                 C
T hought I oughta tear the curtain down.
   Bb
I held the blade in trembling hands,
Dm                   
Prepared to make it,  but...
Gm7  
 Just then the phone rang,
                                         C   Bbadd9   F
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

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Updated:  September 1, 2000