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                 All Gone Away – The Style Council
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Written by: Paul Weller
From: "Our Favourite Shop" (1985)

Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

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CHORDS
            E-A-D-G-B-e
E7(#9)      0-2-0-1-0-3
C9          x-3-2-3-3-3
B9          x-2-1-2-2-2
E7 (chorus) 0-2-2-4-3-4

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[Intro]
C9
| Amaj7 | % | C#m7 | F#m7 |
| Bm7 | E7 E7(#9) | Amaj7 | C9 B9 | 


[Verse]
    Amaj7
The wind blows whispers down the street
C#m7                       F#m7
Having free reign with the town so bleak
     Bm7                   E7  E7(#9)     Amaj7  | C9 B9 |
Like everything else, it's ...  all gone away


[Verse]
    Amaj7
The Town Hall clock gives forth its chime
    C#m7            F#m7
For no one there to ask the time
     Bm7                      E7 E7(#9)     Amaj7  | C9 B9 |
Like everything else, they've ... all gone away


[Verse]
    Amaj7
The grocer's shop hangs up its sign
    C#m7                     F#m7
The sign say's closed it's a sign of the times
     Bm7                      E7  E7(#9)    | Amaj7 | Amaj7 A7 |
Like everything else, they've ...  all gone away


[Chorus]
    Bm7                 E7
But somewhere the party never ends
    F#m7
And greedy hands rub together again
Bm                                    D  E
Shipping out the profits that they've stolen


[Solo]
| Amaj7 | % | C#m7 | F#m7 |
| Bm7 | E7 | Amaj7 | C9 | 
| Amaj7 | % | C#m7 | F#m7 |
| Bm7 | E7 | Amaj7 | Amaj7 A7 |
 

[Chorus]
          Bm7                 E7
Mmmh, but somewhere the party never ends
    F#m7
And greedy hands rub together again
Bm                                    D  E
Shipping out the profits that they've stolen


[Verse]
    Amaj7
An eerie wail comes from the pit
    C#m7                       F#m7
The ghosts of the men take the morning shift
Bm7                  E7  E7(#9)    Amaj7  | C9 B9 |
Just like clockwork ...   rusting away     (Hey-ey-ey-ey)


[Verse] (+ coda)
Amaj7
Come take a walk upon these hills
    C#m7          F#m7
And see how monetarism kills
Bm7          E7  E7(#9)
Whole communities
Bm7          E7  E7(#9)
Even families
        Bm7               E7          E7(#9)   [ Amaj7 ]
There's nothing left, so  ... they've all gone away