Kings Of The Highway

Chris Isaak

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#----------------------------------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. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # Date: Fri 22 Nov 1996 14:36:34 -0600 > Subject: Kings Of The Highway By Chris Isaak Song Title: Kings Of The Highway Written By: Chris Isaak >From The CD: Heart Shaped World Transcribbed On: Gibson Les Paul 6-String This File Tabbed & Arranged By: J.P. Seneviratne ************************************************************************************************ Standard Tuning Slow Ballad Kings Of The Highway As Preformed By: Chris Isaak & The Silvertones Intro: |--------0000000---------0--| |--------0000000---------0--| Three open strings then strum the Em chord |-----0--0000000---------0--| about seven or eight times till you play the |---0----2222222---------2--| main riff then go back to the Em chord. This |-0------2222222---------2--| pattern is played through most of the verses. |----------------2b-2b-0----| Main Riff: ------------| ------------| Tab Key: b= Bend ------------| *= See end notes ------------| ------------| -2b-2b-0----|* Verse 1: The one that I loved used to laugh when I cried. The one that I loved wouldn’t stay by my side. If love could of lasted forever I’d be with her today. If love could of lasted forever I’d still hear her say darling Kings of the highway we will be. Verse 2: The faster you drive the less you can feel. The lights on the road are strange and unreal. When there’s nothing to loose there’s nothing to win. In a night without day on a road without end darling Kings of the highway we will be. Bridge: And your hoping the sun won’t rise. Your hoping the sun won’t rise. Kings of the highway we will be. Solo: ------- Verse 3: The one that I loved used to laugh when I cried. The one that I loved wouldn’t stay by my side. If love could of lasted forever I’d be with her today. If love could of lasted forever I’d still hear her say darling Kings of the highway we will be. Darling kings...Of the highway...We will be. Darling Kings....Of the highway....We will be. We will be.....Em until fade. ************************************************************************************************ Send Any Suggestions Corrections Requests Fan Mail Etc... To: /\/\/\/\/\Never Do Today What You Can Put Off Til’ Tomorrow/\/\/\/\/\ \/\/\/\/\/*************************************************\/\/\/\/\/ ************************************************************************************************ This file originated from "SilverTone Records" At The Unoffical Chris Isaak & Silvertone Homepage: http://fly.hiwaay.net/~mdlatham/isaak.html

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La chanson évoque les souvenirs d'un amour perdu, où le protagoniste se remémore les moments de joie et de tristesse partagés. Il exprime une certaine mélancolie en réalisant que, malgré ses émotions profondes, la personne aimée n'est plus à ses côtés. Il envisage une vie sans fin sur la route, symbolisant une quête sans but et un désir de retrouver ce lien perdu avec cette autre. Les paroles évoquent également l'idée que la vitesse de la vie peut nous faire perdre nos sensations et nos repères, nous plongeant dans une nuit sans lumière. Dans un contexte plus large, la chanson reflète des thèmes universels de perte et d'errance, tout en peignant le tableau d'un voyage introspectif où l'on cherche à comprendre le passé et les relations qui nous ont façonnés. C'est un mélange de nostalgie et de quête d'identité, caractéristique de nombreuses pensées sur l'amour et la solitude.

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