'Far, Far Away' by Slade - Guitar Tutorial

            Intro: Bm  A  Bm  A  Bm  A

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I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
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I've seen the bridges of the world and they are for real
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I've had a red light off-the-wrist without me even getting kissed
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It still seems so unreal
I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West
I've sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the 'Bound Dog' singer's home
It still seems for the best
        D    D/C# D/B  D/A
And I'm far, far away
        G              A
With my head up in the clouds
        D    D/C# D/B  D/A
And I'm far, far away
        G                A
With my feet down in the crowds
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Letting loose around the world
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But the call of home is loud
         Bm    A  Bm   A   Bm   A
Still as loud
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in No Man's Land
And though those Spanish nights were fine
It wasn't only from the wine
It still seems all in hand
And I'm far, far away, &c...
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The Grand Bahama Island stories carry on
And though those aligator smiles
Stay in your memory for a while
There still seems more to come
And I'm far, far away &c...
(twice!)

I've seen the Amyellow lights go Edown the missiAmssippi Em
I've seen the Ambridges of the Eworld and they're for Amreal
I've had Fa red light on (of?) thr Gwrist
without me Ceven gettin' kissed
F... G
I've seen the mornin' in the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the east and in the west
I've sang the glories ... and passed(?)
It still seems for the best

Chorus:		
And I'm Cfar Gfar away Am
With my Fhead up in the Gclouds
And I'm Cfar Gfar away Am
With my Ffeet down in the Gcrouds(?)
Let it Cloose aGround the Amworld
But the Fcall of home is Eloud, still as Amloud

I've seen the parish lights ...
And felt the silence hangin' low in noman's land
...
It still seems all in hand

Chorus

I've seen the yellow lights go down the mississipi
... stories carry on
And all the ... and these smiles
stay in your memory for a while
There still seems more to come

Chorus
Chorus, substitute 'sound' for 'call'