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Bring your daughter to the slaughter Iron Maiden

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Written by Bruce Dickinson. Taken from the album NO PRAYER FOR THE DYING.

Opening-riff:

Let E ring

Verse

Honey it's getting close to midnight

and all the myths are still in town

Chorus

...daughter, bring your daughter. To the..

...slaugh- - - - - - - ter Let her...

...go Let her go Let her...

End of chorus.

Before second verse:

Bridge before solo: So pick up you......

No going back, no...

...to hide

Solo-riff:

End of solo-riff.

....daughter, bring your daughter, bring your..

...daughter, bring you daughter, bring your..

...daughter, bring your daughter to the....

...slaughter Bring your...

End of riff 2.

First guitar plays: daughter,fetch your daughter, bring your...

daughter, fetch your daughter, bring your...

...daughter, fetch your daughter to the...

...slaughter. Bring your...

End of riff 3.

Second guitar plays: (Volume swells) daughter,fetch your daughter, bring your...

daughter, fetch your daughter, bring your...

...daughter, fetch your daughter to the...

...slaughter. Bring your...

Guitar-solo while second time of Riff 3.

Doubling of guitar-solo.

After last chorus: Let her go.(4 times)

Down to protection. Now

Song-structure: Opening-riff Tuning E

Verse

Chorus

Tuning E

Verse

Chorus

Bridge before solo Solo-riff (4 times) Riff 3 (3 times)

Chorus

End

Lyrics:

Honey it's getting close to midnight and all the myths are still in town True love and lipstick on your linen Bite the pillow make no sound If there's some living to be done Before your life becomes your tomb You'd better know I'm the one So unchain the backdoor invite me door

Chorus

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter Let her go, let her go, let her go

Honey it's getting close to daybreak The sun is creeping in the sky No patent remedies for heartache Just empty words and humble pie So get down on your knees honey Assume an attitude You just pray that I'll be waiting Cos you know I'm coming soon

Chorus

So pick up your foolish pride, no going back No where, no way, no place to hide

Bring your daughter, fetch your daughter to the slaughter.

Chorus