Biography:
Peter Dennis Blandford Townshend (born 19 May 1945 in Chiswick, London), is an English rock guitarist, singer-songwriter, composer, and writer, known principally as the guitarist and songwriter for The Who, as well as for his own solo career. His career with The Who spans more than forty years, during which time the band grew to be considered one of the most influential bands of the rock era, in addition to being "possibly the greatest live band ever."
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- Let My Love Open The Door
- A Little Is Enough
- Annie
- Behind Blue Eyes
- Brilliant Blues
- Face The Face
- Give Blood
- Heart To Hang On To
- Hiding Out
- I Am An Animal
- Keep Me Turning
- Keep On Working
- Mary
- Misunderstood
- Rough Boys
- Sleeping Dog
- Slit Skirts
- So Sad About Us
- Theres A Heartache Following Me
- You Came Back
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Face the Face | guitar crd
By Pete Townshend
>From White City - A Novel, 1985
Written by Pete Townshend (c)1985 Eel Pie Publishing Ltd.
1997-08-14 Whotabs www.thewho.net/whotabs/
#----------------------------------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. #
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{c:intro}
{c:chorus}
{start_of_chorus}
[Cm]Face [Bb]the [Cm]face-got to [Cm]face [Bb]the [Cm]face
[Cm]Face [Bb]the [Cm]face-got to [Cm]face [Bb]the [Cm]face
{end_of_chorus}
You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
>From wiser folk who have been through it all
And the ghosts of failures sprayed up on the wall
We've got to judge the judge, we've got to find the finds
We've got to scheme the schemes, we've got to line the lines
We must stake the stakes, we've got to show the shown
We've got to take the takes, we've got to know the known
Try to place the place where we can face the face
(We've got to face the face)
Try to place the place where we can face the face
{c:chorus}
You must have tried and defied belief
Maybe found futility in insular grief
I need your hunger, you need mine
A million miles can swallow up time
We've got to fool the fools, we've got to plan the plans
We've got to rule the rules, we've got to stand the stands
We've got to fight the fight, we must fall the falls
We've got to light the light, we've gotta call the calls
We must race the race so we can face the face
(We've got to race the race)
We must race the race so we can face the face
{c:chorus}
{c:solo}
Keep lookin'....
New York! Chicago! London and Glasgow!
Keep looking!
[Ab]Keep on cooking, keep on looking, gotta stay on this [Bb]case
[Ab]Study the pix, watch the fix, we've [F]got to [G]find the [C]face
{c:chorus}
(Watch the flicks)
{c:1e deel 1e couplet herhalen; 2e deel 2e couplet herhalen}
Try to place the place where we can face the face (2x)
We must race the race so we can face the face (4x)
#----------------------------------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. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
Face the Face | guitar crd
By Pete Townshend
>From White City - A Novel, 1985
Written by Pete Townshend (c)1985 Eel Pie Publishing Ltd.
1997-08-14 Whotabs www.thewho.net/whotabs/
#----------------------------------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. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
{c:intro}
{c:chorus}
{start_of_chorus}
[Cm]Face [Bb]the [Cm]face-got to [Cm]face [Bb]the [Cm]face
[Cm]Face [Bb]the [Cm]face-got to [Cm]face [Bb]the [Cm]face
{end_of_chorus}
You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
>From wiser folk who have been through it all
And the ghosts of failures sprayed up on the wall
We've got to judge the judge, we've got to find the finds
We've got to scheme the schemes, we've got to line the lines
We must stake the stakes, we've got to show the shown
We've got to take the takes, we've got to know the known
Try to place the place where we can face the face
(We've got to face the face)
Try to place the place where we can face the face
{c:chorus}
You must have tried and defied belief
Maybe found futility in insular grief
I need your hunger, you need mine
A million miles can swallow up time
We've got to fool the fools, we've got to plan the plans
We've got to rule the rules, we've got to stand the stands
We've got to fight the fight, we must fall the falls
We've got to light the light, we've gotta call the calls
We must race the race so we can face the face
(We've got to race the race)
We must race the race so we can face the face
{c:chorus}
{c:solo}
Keep lookin'....
New York! Chicago! London and Glasgow!
Keep looking!
[Ab]Keep on cooking, keep on looking, gotta stay on this [Bb]case
[Ab]Study the pix, watch the fix, we've [F]got to [G]find the [C]face
{c:chorus}
(Watch the flicks)
{c:1e deel 1e couplet herhalen; 2e deel 2e couplet herhalen}
Try to place the place where we can face the face (2x)
We must race the race so we can face the face (4x)
#----------------------------------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. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
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