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From: Litgo@aol.com
Date: Wed, 5 Jun 1996 14:57:13 -0400
Subject: TAB: Dreaming_From_The_Waist By: WHO


Dreaming From The Waist
>From Who By Numbers, 1975
Written by Pete Townshend

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transcribed by
litgo@aol.com
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[intro-pedal A throughout] 

   A  E       C F          A D                   Fmaj7 Bb     Esus4 E5
|-------17-|------------|----0---5--0-5--0----|-------------|------------|
|--10-9----|--5-6-------|--5-7---7--7-7--7----|--5-----3----|------------|
|--9--9----|--5-5-------|--6-7---7--7-7--7----|--5-----3----|-2----------|
|--11-9----|--5-7-------|--7-7---7--7-7--7----|--3-----3----|-2-----2----|
|-0--------|-0----------|-0-------------------|-0-----------|-2-----2----|
|----------|------------|---------------------|-------------|-0-----0----|

   A A  G G  D2 D2 A       A A  G G  D D  A      x2
||-9----7----12----9-----|-9----7----5----5--------||
||-10---8----10----10----|-10---8----7----5--------||
||-9----7----11----9-----|-9----7----7----6--------||
||-11---9----12----11----|-11---9----7----7--------||
||-0---------------0-----|-0-----------------------||
||-----------------------|-------------------------||

   A A  G G  D D  A           A A  G G     D * A
||--------------------------|-----------3----0------||
||-----------3--------------|-----------3--3-3------||
||-2----0----2----2---------|-2----0-------2---2----||
||-2----0----0----2---------|-2----0-------0-0-2----||
||-0----x---------0---------|-0----x---------x-0----||
||------3-------------------|------3---------3------||
                             *occasionally the low g only

  A           G             D          A
I feel like I want to break out of the house
My heart is a-pumping, I've got sand in my mouth
I feel like I'm heading up to a cardiac arrest
I want to scream in the night, I want a manifest

I've got that...

   E5   F#              G            B            A      D/A A     A D A D A 
   wide awake, give-and-take, five o'clock-in-the-morning feeling
||-------------------|---------------------|---------------------|------------
--||
||-------------------|---------------------|-------------3---2---|---3-2-3-2--
--||
||-------------------|---------------4-----|------2------2---2---|---2-2-2-2--
--||
||-2----4------------|--5------------4-----|------2------4---2---|-2-4-2-4-2--
--||
||-2----4------------|--5------------2-----|------0------0---0---|-0----------
--||
||-0----2------------|--3------------------|---------------------|-----------3
/-||



                                                                         bend

I've got the hots for the sluts in the well-thumbed pages of a magazine
I want to drive, want to fly like I do in the dreams I've never really been
in
I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up, and cool down in a dream
machine

[chorus - intro pattern]
I'm dreaming, from the waist on down
I'm dreaming, but I feel tired and bound
I'm dreaming, of a day when a cold shower helps my health
I'm dreaming, dreaming - of the day I can control myself
The day I can control myself

I drive like a priest and then I'm shooting dice
I'm burning tyres with some guy whose hair is turning white
I know the girls that I pass, they just ain't impressed
I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest

I've got that run-to-a-pub, over-dubbed
Feeling social when the world is sleeping
The plot starts to thicken, then I sicken and I feel like I'm cemented down
I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad sad story has me quietly weeping
But here comes the dawning, here comes the yawning demented clown

I'm dreaming, but I know it's all hot air
I'm dreaming, I'll get back to that rocking chair
I'm dreaming, of the day when I can share the wealth
I'm dreaming, dreaming of the day I can control myself
The day I can control myself


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