Let's start again. Hello again, this is another Lavin Waynewright's song tutorial. As requested by my new friend in China, the Bertianch fan, and he wanted me to do a couple of songs by Lavin Waynewright. The third that aren't actually in my repertoire, I never have been. But he's tapped out the lyrics and I've finished them off. And this is... No. So just to explain, first of all, ignore the capo here. This is just to bring my guitar up to normal concert pitch tuning. So this song is in D minor. So I'm playing D minor like this. And then it's moving to... That's a G or something, I think. But all the time it's playing the D minor up here, as if it were like a A minor shame, just the top three notes. And I started to recognize it. And that's a D major there. So unusual, this song's got a... It's in D minor, it's got a major as well. And it goes like that all the way through, except for the sort of refrain bit, which goes, but you can't say no. I haven't got the hang of yet, but it's an A. And a G. And that one's a... It's a B flat, isn't it? So A, G, B flat. And I'm going to tune the bottom string down to D, because it's in D, that's easier. Which means I'll play the G like this. So this is hitting me a guitar a bit. Here we go. You can say no to the beggar in the street, and the seller with a blister smile. No to the dog and the parakeet, no to the crying child. You can say no to the waiter who's pushing the three-day old cold score. You can say no to your uncle and your brother, your father, and your father in law. You can answer the nine, a call of all knowing of Holy Boot. You can refuse to accept the facts, you can refuse the truth. No to loyally or unborn by a neighbor who lives next door. You can say no to the bartender, and he starts the power and war. You can say no to that one. You can't say no to that one. You can say no to the bully of the boss, fat belly with the bits of God. You can say no to the sergeant at all, but the sheriff with a shining youth star. You can say no to the short success, and no to fame and wealth. You can say no to the desert and the desert, and you can say no to yourself. You can turn down an interview, turn down an autographed pounds. You can decline the lines of dog dealer as a passing round. You can say no to the old owner who's trying to scryge a fight. You can say no to the CIA next to the five FBI dancing no. And no to that one. You can give up cigarettes and sugar and meat for lands. You can win any gun, your own landlord, when the time comes to play the rent. You can say no to all the standing thing you're asked to do. You can say no and you can say no way. You can say no thank you. You can reject the final request and deny a destiny. You can say no and they ask you to agree to surgery. On most every single time, negativity will pull you through. You're the mess when she wants it, yes, because you'll get it right out of you. You can say no to that one. You can say no to that one. You can say no to that one. That's sort of it. Any questions? You know where to find me.