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Hurricane Season

Kula Shaker

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			     Hurricane Season - Kula Shaker
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Tabbed by: Callum "David James" Greig
Email: whats_the_story13@hotmail.co.uk

Tuning: EADGBe (Standard tuning)

Intro: Has some riffs i haven't figured out but it's all based around Cm

Verse 1:

Cm
He was an outcast of the islands sailing cross the sea

Bending the horizon, bearing the breeze.

Cm
He was searching for a treasure, buried long ago

Cos nothing lasts forever, except what you don�t know.

Eb                          Cm
He weren�t afraid of dying, or stepping through that door

Eb                  Bb              Cm
The compass started reeling, and he stared into the storm.

Eb                  Bb          Cm
Soon everything was rolling and moaning like a hound

Eb                  Bb         Cm  
And an angry ton of water......knocked him to the ground

Chorus 1:

F
And it kinda stands to reason

F
It was hurricane season.

Cm
Hey, Hey, Hey

Verse 2:

Cm                              Eb             Cm
He was hanging in the darkness, holding to the line

Cm                        Eb             Cm
Faces in the water, of folks he left behind

Cm
Saying boy, you must be crazy, you should'a stayed at home

Eb                  Bb       Cm
Stuck with what you started, stuck with what you�d known

Eb                       Bb         Cm 
Now the sea had come to take him & snuff him like a light

Eb                      Bb
In the black and heavy water

Cm
With a black and heavy sigh


Chorus: 2

F
And it kinda stands to reason

F
It was hurricane season

Cm
Hey, Hey, Hey

Interlude: F, Cm, Eb
I like to add an improvised guitar solo aroudn here, on the sacle of C

Verse 3:

Cm                          Eb              Cm
He called out to angels; he called into the deep

Cm                                 Eb          Cm
He said, God, if you can hear me, give me some relief.

Eb                               Cm
I ain�t here to ask for favours, don�t wanna ask for gold

Eb          Bb            Cm
I only want possession....possession of my soul

Eb                   Bb         Cm                       
I�m begging for your mercy, I�m begging for you, please

Eb                Bb                         Cm
I�m just a simple traveller....lost upon the sea

Chorus 3:

F
And it kinda stands to reason 

F
It was hurricane season

Cm
Hey, Hey, Hey