Biography:
Dire Straits were a British rock band from Newcastle, United Kingdom, formed in 1977 by Mark Knopfler (guitar and vocals), his brother David Knopfler (guitar), John Illsley (bass), and Pick Withers (drums), and subsequently managed by Ed Bicknell. The band were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2018.
Dire Straits emerged during the post-punk era of the late '70s, and while their sound was minimalistic and stripped down, they owed little to punk.
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- Money For Nothing
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- On Every Street
- Private Investigations
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- True Love Will Never Fade
- Tunnel Of Love
- Walk Of Life
- Calling Elvis
- Cannibals
- Down To The Waterline
- Expresso Love
- Fade To Black
- Hand In Hand
- Heavy Fuel
- How Long
- If I Had You
- In The Gallery
- Industrial Disease
- Kingdom Come
- Lady Writer
- Lions
- Love Over Gold
- Millionaire Blues
- My Parties
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- Once Upon A Time In The West
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- Planet Of New Orleans
- Portobello Belle
- Ride Across The River
- Setting Me Up
- Single Handed Sailor
- Six Blade Knife
- Skateaway
- So Far Away
- Solid Rock
- Southbound Again
- Telegraph Road
- The Bug
- The Mans Too Strong
- Ticket To Heaven
- Twisting By The Pool
- Two Young Lovers
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- When It Comes To You
- Where Do You Think Youre Going
- Why Worry
- Wild West End
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Portobello Belle by Dire Straits Tabbed By Mad Mart
|: D A :| Repeat over and over.
Capo 1 fret
Belladonna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the offbeat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
Yeah she got the skirt so tight now
She wanna travel light now
She wanna tear up all her roots now
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
|: G D A:| Play 2 times
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
Play same as first vers
She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Blind man he's singing the Irish
He get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Once upon a time he could have made her
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck a paper rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Belladonna's in the jungle
But she ain't no garden flower
There ain't no distress in the tower
Belladonna walks
Belladonna taking control
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
She sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
|: D A :| Repeat over and over.
Capo 1 fret
Belladonna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the offbeat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
Yeah she got the skirt so tight now
She wanna travel light now
She wanna tear up all her roots now
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
|: G D A:| Play 2 times
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
Play same as first vers
She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Blind man he's singing the Irish
He get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Once upon a time he could have made her
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck a paper rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Belladonna's in the jungle
But she ain't no garden flower
There ain't no distress in the tower
Belladonna walks
Belladonna taking control
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
She sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But i got one for you my Portobello Belle
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