#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
#

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#

{title:But not tonight}
{subtitle:Depeche Mode}

{intro}
E-----0---------0|----0----------|----0---------0|--0-0---0-0---0-
B---------4-4-2--|--------0-0---2|--------4-4-2--|----------------
G---1---1--------|--1---1-----1--|--1---1--------|------2-----2---
D-2--------------|---------------|---------------|----------------
A----------------|---------------|4--------------|0---------------
E----------------|4--------------|---------------|----------------

{verse}
  [E]Oh God, it's raining
  But [G#]I'm not complaining
  It's [C#m]filling me up
  With new [A]life

  The [E]stars in the [G#]sky
  Bring [E]tears to my [G#]eyes
  They're [A]lighting my way
  Tonight

  And I [H]haven't felt so [A]alive
  In [E]years

  [E]Just for a day
  On a [G#]day like today
  I'll get [C#m]away from
  This constant debau[A]chery

  The [E]wind in my [G#]hair
  Makes [E]me so a[G#]ware
  How [A]good it is to live
  Tonight

  And I [H]haven't felt so [A]alive
  In [E]years

  The [H]mo-oo-oo[G#]-oon
  Is shining in the [C#m]sky [A]
  Re[H]minding me [G#]
  Of so many other [C#m]nights [A]
  But they're not like tonight [E]

{intro}

{comment: the following as above}

  Oh God, it's raining
  And I'm not containing
  My pleasure at being
  So wet
  Here on my own
  All on my own
  How good it feels to be alone
  Tonight

  And I haven't felt so alive
  In years

  The moon
  Is shining in the sky
  Reminding me
  Of so many other nights
  When my eyes have been so red
  I've been mistaken for dead
  But not tonight

---------------------------------------
From: Max Stepanov, Russia, St.Petersburg
e-mail: profi@dux.ru
---------------------------------------