Pink Floyd

Dogs(Chords)

Pink Floyd

Key: Dm

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Verse:  
    Dm9    
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need    
      Badd4    
Gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street    
                                                           E7sus4    
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed    
    
Then moving in silently downwind and out of sight    
Bbmaj7sus4    
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking    
     Dm9    
And after a while you can work on points of style    
         Badd4    
Like the club tie and the firm handshake    
    
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile    
    E7sus4    
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to    
        Ebmaj7sus4    
So that when they turn their backs on you    
    
You'll get the chance to put the knife in    
    
Solo 1: Dm9  Badd4  E7sus4  Ebmaj7sus4    
     
Verse:    
       Dm9    
You've gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder    
              Badd4    
You know it's gonna get harder, harder and harder as you get older    
    E7sus4    
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, hide your head in the    
sand    
Ebmaj7sus4                                          Dm9    
Just another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer    
    
Badd4  E7sus4  Ebmaj7sus4  Dm    
    
    
Solo 2: C  Dm  C  Dm  Bb  F  Eb  F  Eb  Dm  Dm9  C7  Dm  A  F  Em    

INTERLUDE:   
    
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Solo 3
   
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Verse: Dm C Dm C Dm C Dm C Dm C And when you lose control you'll reap the harvest you have sown Dm C Dm C Dm Bb A And as the fear grows the bad blood slows and turns to stone Dm C Dm C Dm C Dm And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around C Bb C Bb C Dm A So have a good drown as you go down all alone F A Dm Dragged down by the stone Bb7 Dm9 Gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Badd4 Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used E7sus4 Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise Ebmaj7sus4 If I don't stand my own ground how can I find my way out of the maze Dm9 Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending Badd4 That everyone's expendable and noone has a real friend E7sus4 And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner Ebmaj7sus4 And everything's done under the sun And you believe at heart everyone's a killer Dm C Dm C Dm C Dm Bb F E F E Dm (Half time) F C Dm Who was born in a house full of pain C F C Dm Who was trained not to spit in the fan C F C Dm7 Who was told what to do by the man C F C Dm Who was broken by trained personnel C F C Dm7 Who was fitted with collar and chain C F C Dm Who was given a pat on back C F C Dm Who was breaking away from the pack C F C Dm Who was only a stranger at home C F C Dm Who was ground down in the end C F C Dm Who was found dead on the phone C F C Bb A Who was dragged down by the stone F A7 Dm9 Who was dragged down by the stone

Written by David Jon Gilmour, Roger Waters

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