Chords for Mark Knopfler - What It Is
Tempo:
122 bpm
Chords used:
E
F#m
D
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] The ringed dens are [A] spilling out, staggering in a square.
[D] As lads and lasses fall [A] about and are [E] crackling in the air.
[F#m] Then around the dungeon [A] doors there's shelters and a queue.
[D] Everybody's looking for [A]
somebody's [E] arms.
[F#m] Swatting [A] each head.
[D]
[E] [F#m] Swatting each head.
[D]
[E] [F#m] You hear the frost on the graves and the monuments, [A] but the taverns are warm in town.
[D] People curse the government [A]
and shovel [E] hot food [F#m] down.
Lights are out in City Hall, [A] the castle and the keep.
[D] The moon shines down upon it all, [A] the [E] legless and the [D] sleepless.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the wagon's creeping through.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A]
[E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] The gaffer speaks in the citadel [A] with a ghost in an ancient stone.
[D] High on the parapet, [A] a Scottish piper [E] stands alone.
[F#m] High on the wind, the [A] Highland groves make a roar.
[D] Something from the past just [A] comes and stares [E] into my soul.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the Caledonia rose.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] [D]
[E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D] That's [E] [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] There's [D]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] a chink of light, there's a burning wick, [A] there's a lantern in the tower.
[D] We will e'er make it with the [A] candlesticks to a writing [E] song.
Send a wing, we'll howl [F#m] it's on Charlotte Street.
Take a [A] walking stick from my hotel.
[D] The ghost of 30 [A] dickers still in [E] search of fiddle now.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[D]
That's [E] [F#m] what it is now.
[D] [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] That's what it is now.
[D] [E] [F#m] [A]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] [C#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#] [A]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
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[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
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[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] The ringed dens are [A] spilling out, staggering in a square.
[D] As lads and lasses fall [A] about and are [E] crackling in the air.
[F#m] Then around the dungeon [A] doors there's shelters and a queue.
[D] Everybody's looking for [A]
somebody's [E] arms.
[F#m] Swatting [A] each head.
[D]
[E] [F#m] Swatting each head.
[D]
[E] [F#m] You hear the frost on the graves and the monuments, [A] but the taverns are warm in town.
[D] People curse the government [A]
and shovel [E] hot food [F#m] down.
Lights are out in City Hall, [A] the castle and the keep.
[D] The moon shines down upon it all, [A] the [E] legless and the [D] sleepless.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the wagon's creeping through.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A]
[E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] The gaffer speaks in the citadel [A] with a ghost in an ancient stone.
[D] High on the parapet, [A] a Scottish piper [E] stands alone.
[F#m] High on the wind, the [A] Highland groves make a roar.
[D] Something from the past just [A] comes and stares [E] into my soul.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the Caledonia rose.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] [D]
[E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D] That's [E] [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] There's [D]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] a chink of light, there's a burning wick, [A] there's a lantern in the tower.
[D] We will e'er make it with the [A] candlesticks to a writing [E] song.
Send a wing, we'll howl [F#m] it's on Charlotte Street.
Take a [A] walking stick from my hotel.
[D] The ghost of 30 [A] dickers still in [E] search of fiddle now.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[D]
That's [E] [F#m] what it is now.
[D] [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
[D]
[E] [F#m] That's what it is now.
[D] [E] [F#m] [A]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
[F#m] [C#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#] [A]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
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[E] [F#m] [D]
[E] [F#m] [D]
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[E] [F#m] [A] [D]
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Key:
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F#m
D
A
Bm
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F#m
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_ [E] _ [F#m] The ringed dens are [A] spilling out, staggering in a square.
[D] As lads and lasses fall [A] about and are [E] crackling in the air.
[F#m] Then around the dungeon [A] doors there's shelters and a queue.
_ [D] _ Everybody's looking for [A]
somebody's [E] arms.
_ [F#m] Swatting [A] each head.
_ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] Swatting each head.
_ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] You hear the frost on the graves and the monuments, [A] but the taverns are warm in town.
[D] People curse the government [A]
and shovel [E] hot food [F#m] down.
Lights are out in City Hall, [A] the castle and the keep.
[D] The moon shines down upon it all, [A] the [E] legless and the [D] sleepless.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the wagon's creeping through.
_ [D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] _ _ _
_ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
_ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] The gaffer speaks in the citadel [A] with a ghost in an ancient stone.
[D] High on the parapet, [A] a Scottish piper [E] stands alone.
[F#m] High on the wind, the [A] Highland groves make a roar.
_ [D] Something from the past just [A] comes and stares [E] into my soul.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the Caledonia rose.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] _ [D] _
_ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
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_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] [D] That's _ [E] _ [F#m] what it is.
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_ [E] _ _ [F#m] There's _ _ [D] _
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_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] a chink of light, there's a burning wick, [A] there's a lantern in the tower.
_ [D] We will e'er make it with the [A] candlesticks to a writing [E] song.
Send a wing, we'll howl [F#m] it's on Charlotte Street.
Take a [A] walking stick from my hotel.
[D] The ghost of 30 [A] dickers still in [E] search of fiddle now.
[F#m] That's what it is.
_ [D]
That's [E] _ [F#m] what it is now. _ _
[D] _ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
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_ [E] _ [F#m] That's what it is now.
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_ [E] _ [F#m] The ringed dens are [A] spilling out, staggering in a square.
[D] As lads and lasses fall [A] about and are [E] crackling in the air.
[F#m] Then around the dungeon [A] doors there's shelters and a queue.
_ [D] _ Everybody's looking for [A]
somebody's [E] arms.
_ [F#m] Swatting [A] each head.
_ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] Swatting each head.
_ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] You hear the frost on the graves and the monuments, [A] but the taverns are warm in town.
[D] People curse the government [A]
and shovel [E] hot food [F#m] down.
Lights are out in City Hall, [A] the castle and the keep.
[D] The moon shines down upon it all, [A] the [E] legless and the [D] sleepless.
Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the wagon's creeping through.
_ [D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] _ _ _
_ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
_ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] The gaffer speaks in the citadel [A] with a ghost in an ancient stone.
[D] High on the parapet, [A] a Scottish piper [E] stands alone.
[F#m] High on the wind, the [A] Highland groves make a roar.
_ [D] Something from the past just [A] comes and stares [E] into my soul.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] where the Caledonia rose.
[D] Cold on the toll gate, [A] God knows what [E] I could do to keep.
[F#m] That's what it is.
[A] _ [D] _
_ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
_ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] [D] That's _ [E] _ [F#m] what it is.
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_ [E] _ _ [F#m] There's _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] a chink of light, there's a burning wick, [A] there's a lantern in the tower.
_ [D] We will e'er make it with the [A] candlesticks to a writing [E] song.
Send a wing, we'll howl [F#m] it's on Charlotte Street.
Take a [A] walking stick from my hotel.
[D] The ghost of 30 [A] dickers still in [E] search of fiddle now.
[F#m] That's what it is.
_ [D]
That's [E] _ [F#m] what it is now. _ _
[D] _ [E] That's [F#m] what it is.
_ [D] _
_ [E] _ [F#m] That's what it is now.
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