Aqualung

Words & Music:

Ian Anderson & Jennie Anderson (Jethro Tull)

 

I wish I had the name of this tabber to give credit.  It is a good 'un.  It is fully transcribed in Guitar Legends:  100 Greatest Solos.

 

(Nearly original version)

heavy metal intro:

 

    8 8 8 8 4 4                         4.8     2   P   8   4      2

e:|-------------|-------------------------|--------|---------------------

h:|-------------|-------------------------|-6-6--6-|-----8---8-------8---

g:|-------------|-------------------------|-6-6--6-|-----8---8-------8---

D:|-------------|-------------------------|-6-6--6-|-----8---8-------8---

A:|-5-----3-4-3-|-5-----------3-4----3----|-4-4--6-|-----6---6-------6---

E:|---3-6-------|-----3----6--------------|--------|---------------------

              Sit-ting on a park bench         eyEming lit-tle girls

              snot is  runnig down his nose     greassy fingers smearing

              Drying in the cold sun            watching as the frilly

              Feeling like a dead duck          spitting out pieces of

 

           4.   8  4   8  8    8 8  4  2   8 8 8 8 8  4   8  8 4 2

e:|------|------------------|------------|--------------|----------|---------

h:|------|-10---10-10--8--10|--8-10-11-9-|-8-8-8-8-9--11|-11-9-7-7-|---------

g:|------|-10---10-10--8--10|--8-10-11-10|-8-8-8-8-10-11|-11-9-8-7-|---------

D:|------|-10---10-10--8--10|--8-10-11-11|-8-8-8-8-11-11|-11-9-9-7-|---------

A:|------|-8----8--8---6--8-|--6-8--9--11|-6-6-6-6-11-9-|-9--7-9-5-|---------

E:|------|------------------|----------9-|---------9----|------7---|---------

    with   bad in-tent

      shabby clothes                    Hey Aqualung

      panties run               Hey Aqualung

      his broken luck                 Oh  Aqualung

 

Acustic guitar (Capo at III)

 

(just the Chords ... lift some of your fingers now and then and do some

 finger-picking to get the right I.A. sound)

 

Em            D                        A

Sun streaking cold an old man wandring lonely,

Am              Em          D

taking time the only way he knows.

Em           D                         A

Legs hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end .

   Am               Em                D

He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.

 

Em                D             A

Feeling alone the army's up the road,

Am             Em                D

salvation a la mode and a cup of tea.

Em          D                             A

Aqualung my friend, don't you  start away uneasy.

    Am           Em            F

You poor old sod see it's only me.

 

 

(faster and heavier)

Em                D                   Em

Do you still remember Decembers foggy freeze

                       D

when the ice that clings onto your beard

               Em

was screaming agony?

             D                        Em

And your ratling last breaths with deepseadiver sounds

      Am                        D

and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.

 

 

INSTRUMENTAL SOLO OVER G PENTATONIC

 

e:|-------------|-------------------------|

h:|-------------|-------------------------|

g:|-------------|-------------------------|  [2x]

D:|-------------|-------------------------|

A:|-5-----3-4-3-|-5-----------3-4----3----|

E:|---3-6-------|-----3----6--------------|

 

Db         Eb      F

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, Aqualung.