Jude - 430 N Harper Ave Chords & Tabs

 

430 N Harper Ave Chords & Tabs

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430 N Harper Ave Chords

   
Artist: Jude
Album: 430 N. Harper Ave.
Transcribed by: Sexy Sadie

()= hard to here bits, or alternate forms used in the song
p = pull off
x = no note sounded, can be used for a percussive effect.


I Will Not Die
[intro]
One two three four
			   Am	 F        C       G
	    e------|-----0-|-------1-|-----0-|---3-3-|
	    b------|---1-1-|-----1-1-|---1-1-|---3-3-|
	    g------|---2-2-|-----2-2-|---0-0-|---0-0-|
	    d--2-0-|---2-2-|-0-3-3-3-|---2-2-|---0-0-|
	    a------|-0---0-|--(3)--3-|-3---3-|-2---2-|
	    E------|-------|-------1-|-----x-|-----3-|
	     Am	  F		Dm	 G          Am...
	    e-----0---|-----1-1---|-----1-|---------|
	    b---1-1---|-----1-1---|---3-3-|---3-----|
	    g---2-2---|-----2-2---|---2-2-|---0-----|
	    d---2-2-2-|-0-3-3-3---|-0---0-|---0-----|
	    a-0---0---|--(3)--3-3-|-------|-2---3-2-|
	    E---------|-------1---|-------|---------|

  F     C        G            Am
It only hurts me when I'm awake
   F        Dm         G       Am
It seems to die with dreaming
    F        C            G          Am
And there is only so much that I can fake
F             Dm       G       C
When my whole life's careening down
C/B Am   Am/G  F   (fig. 1)
I   will not   die

Same chunking as first verse Am F C G etc.

It only kills me 'cause I'm alive
And living this disaster
And it's all I can do now to survive
I live to be my master

I will not die.  Down I will not die

(Fig. 2)
Fm                      C C/B
When I'm well I long to be
Am     G         Fm
Only in love with you
Fm                     C  C/B Am
But I guess I'll never be     whole
	 G         Am
And you know it's true

(Fig. 2)
It does not stop me that we all die
I know this trip's to slaughter
But if only I could let me cry
I'd feel the healing water

Down I will not die.  Down I will not die.  Down I will not die.

(Fig.1)
e---1-0-1	
b---1-0-1	
g---2-2-2	
d---3-3-3	
a---3-3-3	
E-1-1-0-1	

(Fig.2)
Fm                                       C
e-----1---|-----1---|-----1---|-----1---|-----0---|
b-----1---|-----1---|-----1---|-----1---|-----1---|
g---1-1---|---1---1-|---1---1-|---1---1-|---0-0-0-|
d-3-----3-|---------|---------|---------|-----2---|
a---------|-3-------|-3-------|-3-------|-3-------|
E---------|---------|---------|---------|---------|
C/B        Am        G         Fm
e-----0---|-----0---|-----3---|---|---|---------|
b-----1---|-----1---|-----3---|---|---|---------|
g---0-0-0-|---2-2-2-|---0-0-0-|-1-|-1-|-1-1-1-1-|
d-----0---|-----2---|---------|-3-|-3-|-3-3-3-3-|
a-2-------|-0-------|---------|-3-|-3-|-3-3-3-3-|
E---------|---------|-3-------|---|---|---------|
           C     C/B   Am    G     Am    
e---------|---0-|---0-|---0-|-----|-----|---------|
b---------|---1-|---1-|---1-|---0-|---1-|---1---1-|
g-1-1-1-1-|---0-|---0-|---2-|---0-|---2-|---2---2-|
d-3-3-3-3-|---2-|-0---|-2-2-|-3---|---2-|-2-------|
a-3-3-3-3-|-3---|(2)--|(0)--|-----|-0---|-----3---|
E---------|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|---------|

e-----------|---------|
b---1-------|-0-0-0-0-|
g---2-------|-0-0-0-0-|
d-----------|-0-0-0-0-|
a-2---2p0---|---------|
E---------0-|-3-2-1-0-|



Out of L.A.
E                 B7                E
This town's gotta shake down to its roots
   E                                                   B7
And I don't know if that's the sands or the tropical fruits
E                      E7
I don't believe all the things I see
    A7                 A7/Bb
But I'm still bettin' on you and me
E             B7                  E
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.
E             B7                  E
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

A met a girl who looked like a movie star
She was goin' for a ride and I don't mean in a car
Had the brain about the size of a frozen pea
But on a scale of one to ten she was twenty-three
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

A big fat man's gonna make me a king
He gotta see through tan and a pinky diamond ring
Slick back hair, shirt to his thigh
Import silk, slave labor dyed
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.
Hey hey baby, we gotta go get out of L.A.
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

A tattoo is a popular accoutrement
It come in red and in blue and it says anything you want
Some folks say your gonna regret
But the somedays haven't come around just yet
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.
Hey hey baby, we gotta go get out of L.A.

And the boy-whores sell their souls on the boulevard
And that's a shirt-free store where they don't take credit cards
From the hills to the chills it's a quick fall down
It's a great big city it's a real small town
Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.

Hey hey baby, we gotta get out of L.A.
E             B7                     E   E7(9)
Hey hey baby, we gotta go get out of L.A.

   E   E7  E7(9) B7  A7   A7/Bb
e- 0   0   2     2   0    0
b- 0   3   3     0   2    2
g- 1   1   1     2   0    0
d- 2   0   0     1   2    2
a- 2   2   2     2   0    1
E- 0   0   0     x   x    x
The chunking pattern goes root chord chord per measure.  When a chord is held over one measure the pattern changes to root chord chord, fifth chord chord.



You Mama, You
[Intro] just strumming a G chord
G
When I was young and pushed around
C
And beaten up and beaten down
G                           D
Who'd I run to mama tell me who
G
And as I grew to be a man
C
And all the world held such Úlan
G                                  D
I did what I thought I just had to do

C                           G
It was you mama you, it was you all along
                                 D
It was you I ran away from I was wrong
G
And if I could I'd change my life
C
I swear to God I'd cut it out with a knife
           G              D               G
And with a glue stick I'd reapply it in a song

Continue the same chunking pattern
And laid back Kerouac never had no heart attack
Drinking and thinking about the place he ran back to
The moloch is an old man the moloch is a love-lack
Bending for a quick snack remembering his friend Jack
Mama sometimes and I remember you

chorus

F   C     G
Man loves woman
F      C     G
Mother loves child
F           C            G
Sometimes I call my lady mama
   F             C          G                
So I can feel at home for a while
   F             C          G
So I can feel at home for a while

Looking around at all the Mellencamp towns
The excuses and the nooses where the coffee grounds
I found places and traces of a storybook world
And I went out there for a ride
On the misty coast but the holy host
is under the Mickey D's American flag and it's unfurled

chorus

Man loves woman sometimes
Mother loves child
Sometimes I call my lady mama
So I can feel at home for awhile
So I can feel at home for awhile



George
(Fig.1)
 C       Am     C        Am      C       Am      F
e-----3-|---0---|-----3-|---0---|-----3-|---0---|---1-1-|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|
g---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---2-2-|
d---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---3-3-|
a-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|---3-3-|
E-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-1-1-1-|
 Fmaj7   C       Am      C       Am      C       Am
e---0-0-|-----3-|---0---|-----3-|---0---|-----3-|---0---|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|
g---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|
d---3-3-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|
a---3-3-|-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|
E-1-----|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Fmaj7/F#        Fmaj7           C       Am      C
e---0-0-|---0-0-|---0-0-|---0-0-|-----3-|---0---|-----3-|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|
g---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|
d---0-0-|---0-0-|---3-3-|---3-3-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|
a---3-3-|---3-3-|---3-3-|---3-3-|-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|
E-2-----|-2-----|-1-----|-1-----|-------|-------|-------|
 Am      C       Am      F       Fmaj7   C       Am
e---0---|-----3-|---0---|---1-1-|---0-0-|-----3-|---0---|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|
g---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---2-2-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|
d---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---3-3-|---3-3-|---2-2-|---2-2-|
a-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|---3-3-|---3-3-|-3---3-|-0-----|
E-------|-------|-------|-1-1-1-|-1-----|-------|-------|
 C       Am      C       Am      F               E
e-----3-|---0---|-----3-|---0---|---1-1-|---1-0-|---0-0-|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---0-0-|
g---0-0-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---2-0-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---1-1-|
d---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---3-3-|---3-3-|---2-2-|
a-3---3-|-0-----|-3---3-|-0-----|---3-3-|---3-3-|---2-2-|
E-------|-------|-------|-------|-1-----|-1-----|-0-----|
 E       C       D       F       Fmaj7   G       G
e---0-0-|---0-0-|---2-2-|---1-1-|---0-0-|---3-3-|---3-3-|
b---0-0-|---1-1-|---3-3-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---3-3-|---3-3-|
g---1-1-|---0-0-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-0-|---0-0-|---0-0-|
d---2-2-|---2-2-|-0-----|---3-3-|---3-3-|---0-0-|---0-0-|
a---2-2-|-3-----|-------|---3-3-|---3-3-|---2-2-|---2-2-|
E-0-----|-------|-------|-1-----|-1-----|-3-----|-3-----|

(Fig. 2)
 Am	    Am/G    Am/F#   Am/F    Am/E     Am
e-------|-------|-------|-------|-------||-0-|
b---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-|---1-1-||-1-|
g---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-|---2-2-||-2-|
d-------|-------|-------|-------|-------||-2-|
a-0-----|-------|-------|-------|-------||-0-|
E-------|-3-----|-2-----|-1-----|-0-----||---|

(Fig.1)
George died in the fifth grade
No one ever knew why
He was out selling lemonade
On the Fourth of July, and he died

Sister Claire said that he was
An angel on earth
She stood there and she told us
She had clearly rehearsed every verse

Of the lies that tie you down

I've forgotten my first love
I haven't seen her since when
There's a bum on the corner
He thinks that I'm his best friend, we pretend
He says the rapture is any day
That's when God's coming round
But maybe he best stay away
They'll run him right out of town, like a clown

With the lies that tie you down

There are times when a man feels
That it's him against the world
There are times when a man steals
From the love of his girl
There are days when a beast dies
Long before the gun
And there are days when a crow flies
Straight into the sun, to be done

With the lies that tie you down
The lies that tie you down
The lies that tie you down

(Fig. 2)
Nineteen-ninety
Nineteen-ninety
Nineteen-ninety nine
It's almost time



Paper Towel
 (Fig. 1)
 E         F#    A     C#m   A     C#m   F#    B
e-x-x---0-|---2-|---0-|---4-|---0-|---4-|---2-|---2-|
b-x-x---0-|---2-|---5-|---5-|---5-|---5-|---2-|---4-|
g-x-x---1-|---3-|---6-|---6-|---6-|---6-|---3-|---4-|
d-x-x---2-|---4-|---7-|---6-|---7-|---6-|---4-|---4-|
a-x-x---2-|---4-|-0-0-|-4-4-|-0-0-|-4-4-|---4-|-2-2-|
E-x-x-0-0-|-2-2-|-----|-----|-----|-----|-2-2-|-----|

(fig. 2)       (fig. 3)
 F#m   B         Em
e---2-|---2-|  e---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|
b---2-|---4-|  b---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|
g---2-|---4-|  g---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|
d---4-|---4-|  d-2-2-|-1-1-|-0-0-|---2-|---2-|---2-|
a---4-|-2-2-|  a---2-|---2-|---2-|-4-4-|-3-3-|-3-3-|
E-2-2-|-----|  E---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|

			e-----|-----|-----|-----|
			b-----|-----|-----|-----|
			g---0-|---0-|---0-|---0-|
			d---1-|---1-|---1-|---1-|
			a---2-|---2-|---2-|---2-|
			E-2---|-3---|-2---|-3---|
(fig. 1)
I'm not immune so I commune
With the objects in my home
I am caressed by my razor
And so am not alone
I spoon an oversized pillow
I bought for such that use
And to the flowers in my garden
I am lover not recluse

If you my dear were such a flower
You would stay and only grow
And I would tend to you and water baby
And straight up would you go
You would spread and maybe blossom
With each passing summer's day
And not the suitors from a hundred hives
Could draw your love away

(Fig. 3)
Then as autumn shut the light 
Down in advance of winter's bite
According to true lover's creed
You would not die but go to seed

(Fig. 1)
For so it is with paper towels
And other things about my place
The old begets the new
And the things I need keep up to pace
But you my dear are gone forever
You left no silly seed behind
Save a rotten pit it lingers
Cherry stone in my mind

(Fig. 2)
You're not a paper towel, no
You're like the wind go howling

(Fig. 3)
You fled as if the autumn greys
Were the herald of final days
Uprooting with your seeds 
An all cruel harvest of love's first fall

(Fig. 2)
You're not a paper towel
You're like the wind go howling
Can't wrap you around my dowel, no no
You're like the wind go howling

Bring her back for me Little Bo Peep
I've got to find her I can't 
Go to sleep
(Fig. 3)


In Between
  G         Dm        F         C     (verse)    (fill 1) 
e-----3---|-1-1-0-1-|-1-1-0-1-|-0-----------|--|---------- 
b---3---3-|-3-3-3-3-|-1-1-1-1-|-1-----------|--|----------
d---0-----|-2-2-2-2-|-2-2-2-2-|-0-----------|--|---------- 
g---0-----|-0-0-0-0-|-3-3-3-3-|-2-0p2-2-----|--|---------- 
a-2-------|---------|-3-3-3-3-|-3-------2-0-|2*|-333320--- 
E-3-------|---------|-1-1-1-1-|-------------|3*|--------3-
    (Chorus)
 G         Bb          C           C    B Bb    G
e-3---3---|-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-3-3-(2)-1-0-|-3---3---|
b-3-3---3-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-3-3---3-|
g-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-0-0-----|
d-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-0-0-----|
a-2-------|-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-3-3-(2)-1-0-|-2-------|
E-3-------|-----------|-----------|-------------|-3-------|
  Bb          C           D           G         B      
e-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-2-2-2-0-2-|-3---3---|-1-1-1-1-1-|
b-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-3-3---3-|-3-3-3-3-3-|
g-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-2-2-2-2-2-|-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|
d-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-|-0-0-0-0-0-|-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|
a-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-----------|-2-------|-1-1-1-1-1-|
E-----------|-----------|-----------|-3-------|-----------|
C             C   B Bb    G         B           C 
e-3-3-3-3-3-|-3-3-(2)-1-0-|-3---3---|-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-
b-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-3-3---3-|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-
g-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-
d-5-5-5-5-5-|-5-5-(4)-3-0-|-0-0-----|-3-3-3-3-3-|-5-5-5-5-5-
a-3-3-3-3-3-|-3-3-(2)-1-0-|-2-------|-1-1-1-1-1-|-3-3-3-3-3-
E-----------|-------------|-3-------|-----------|-----------

e--3-3-(2)-1-0-| of course there are slight variations, but  
b--5-5-(4)-3-0-| this is the general just of it.
g--5-5-(4)-3-0-|
d--5-5-(4)-3-0-|
a--3-3-(2)-1-0-|
E--------------| 

(Verse chords)
Well I knew a dealer, Dan, and he'd say Don't worry 'bout me
I'm never gonna fit the plan and I'll never work for free
And then he spent some time in a State Penitentiary 
I believe he made ten cents an hour 

And I knew a girl in college as sweet as the summer sun 
Never worried 'bout books or knowledge 
She was busy having too much fun 
And I hear these days she's livin' at home with her three-year-old son 
Readin' up on women taking power 

(Chorus chords)
The trees grow high 
And the leaves they grow green 
Oh me oh my all the things that I have seen 
Don't be surprised little bro 
When the world turns out mean 
Life is what happens in between 

(Verse chords)
Well I knew a man, old man, about ninety-five 
He could hardly see nor stand but he was goddamn glad to be alive 
And he said 
Hey son go and taste of life
Get in your car and drive
And that's exactly what I do

But out here on the road
You know a man leads a simple life
Don't carry no heavy loads 
And he don't get time for the lady or a wife 
But sometimes the stars I'm followin'
Well they don't shine so bright 
And that's when I wish I was home with you 
[ Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/j/jude/430_n_harper_ave_crd.html ]
(Chorus Chords)
And the trees they grow high 
And the leaves they grow green 
Oh me oh my all the things that I have seen
Don't be surprised little bro 
When the world turns out mean 
Life is what happens in between
[Verse chords + (fill 1)]

(Verse Chords)
Well you remember our dad
Remember what he said
He said
This here's a family
Gonna be together til we're dead
Ten years and two homes ago 
It ain't quite what turned out to be 
And I still hear those words 
They ring and ring and ring inside of me 

(Chorus Chords)
The trees grow high 
And the leaves they grow green 
Oh me oh my all the things that I have seen 
Don't be surprised little bro 
When the world turns out mean 
Life is what happens in between
Life is what happens in between



Prophet
[Intro] Em G D9 A9 Em G D9 A9

Em                G       D9        A9
I guess I make my way OK, I guess I do
Em        G       D9        A9
I guess I get by, just like you
Em             G             D9            A9  
I'm keeping to myself though, if you don't mind
Em              G         D9           A9
I don't want to leave any fingerprints 

Em G D9 A9

Em              G          D9          A9
Moving down the boulevard, the walk of fame
Em                   G                       D9
The Japanese they're up against it trying to match their
           A9                     Em
hand sizes with the household names
                  G                           D9                
And I just try to bob and weave and keep from bumping into 
      A9
furry fairy prostitutes
Em                 G            D9          A9           
And make it to the corner gonna lose myself inside outside news and

E          G                        E 
I remember when I first had come to town
                  G                         E 
And you suggested that I kneel and kiss the ground
                G           E     D9 A9  
You were such a prophet then to me
E G E G E G D9 A9
And you, you're nothing to me 

Em G D9 A9 

Nobody wants to help when you start with a please
To supplicate is not the way you've got to put the other man down on his knees
But that's not why I arrived, no that was not the reason
Don't mind if I retire from a town without one just like a season. . . 

I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested I kneel and kiss the ground 
You were such a prophet then to me
And you, you're nothing to me 

Am       E(7b)
Waltzing slowly in
Am        E(7b)     Am         E(7b)  Am     E(7b)
Counter time to your piercing cameras before me
Am      E(7b)
Moving closer I've
Am      E(7b)             Am      E(7b)       Am     E(7b) 
Come to know that there's nothing in there to show me 

Am E E7 

Em G D9 A9
 
Pretty good show she said
I kinda like your style
Well, maybe we could go to bed and I could help you run the three-minute mile
But first you gotta take the drinks you gotta learn to fake the smiles
She was a piece of past her prime real estate a late great tit turnstile. . . 

I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested I kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then, to me
And you, you're nothing to me
I remember when
(Repeat) 

   E Em E7 E(7b) Am A9 G D9
e- 0  0  0  1    0  0  3  0
b- 0  0  0  0    1  0  3  3
g- 1  0  1  1    2  2  0  2
d- 2  2  0  x    2  2  0  0
a- 2  2  2  x    0  0  2  x
E- 0  0  0  0    x  x  3  x



Life Lays Me Down
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She was a faker
I was a fool 
I tried to make her
I broke the rules
And over coffee 
On the morning next 
I learned the reddest 
Have regrets

Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Life lays me down down 
But my God was still coming around around 

He was a salesman
I was a fool 
He had retirement 
I had a stool 
And over bourbon 
And a Coca Cole
I fought the bad guy 
And I kept my soul 

Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Life can lay me down down 
But my God will still coming around around around around around 

And it's a full house flush 
With a bass and a brush 
And a subtle soft shade 
Of the cheekbone blade 

And the world turns around 
The sun that's found 
To be casually gunning
For life overrunning 
In heels 
He squeals and reveals 
God don't cut deals 

He was a savior
I was a child 
Programmed behavior 
And a Santa smile 
And over red wine 
And a little bread 
We commune with the divine 
And the diva in the priest suit said 

Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Boy life lay you down down 
But my God will still come around around around around around 

And it's a drag queen sheriff of a ghost town 
Probably since the last days of hate
When the mushroom clouds came down 
Smoke signaling too late 
And CNN broke the blow dry grip 
For a flash of the end -  like it's some hot tip 

And God
If the last voice I hear on that community screen
Sounds deeper than Yours and doubly as mean
Then the Jedi knight was right 

Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Life lay you down 
Life can lay me down 
Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Life lay me right down on the ground 
Life can lay me down 
Life can lay me down 
Life can lay me down down down down 
Life can lay me down 
So hard sometimes I even sing like jazz fusion 

And it's a full house flush 
With a bass and a brush 
And a subtle soft shade 
Of the cheekbone blade 

And the world turns around 
The sun that's found 
To be casually gunning
For life overrunning 
In heels 
He squeals and reveals 
God don't cut deals 

Life lays me down 
Life lays me down 
Life can lay me down 
But my God will still come in 
Around around around around around 
My God



Baby Ruth in Atlanta
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G       Bm         F       Am
I asked you for a ride I was lonely
 C    Em              G            D
And hoping to see you before I left town
G             Bm        F  
You said "I'm sorry I'd like to
Am        C           Em         G         D
If only I had had the time maybe next time around"

    C            D         C          D
And I walked for miles and carried my bags
   C               D            C           D
On streets with no sidewalks in search of a ride
       C        D
It was me and a Baby Ruth
  C              D
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
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And here from the bus I would like to say thanks
Am G Bm F Am
Thank you

I had imagined a breakfast of coffee
And muffins maybe some cinnamon toast
If I believed I'd gain your attendance
I could have provided the ho-holy host

And I walked for miles in search of a ride
On streets with no sidewalks and carried my bags
It was me and a Baby Ruth
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
And here from the bus I'd just like to say thanks
Thank you
Thanks a lot
Thank you not

Two seats behind me reclining
An angel is peering at me now from under a book
She catches me staring and smiles to the window
Again I'm in love and with only a look

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And it must be it's true I am free
Fmaj7            G6                A9
And last night a bird you know who spoke to me
Fmaj              G6             A9
Saying welcome the solitude it's your family tree
Natural harmonics at the 12th fret 
And you would've been
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Only a heaven

At noon I will fly to my city my prison
And you will be forever gone from my life
And soon I'll deny any lingering vision
Of me in some catalogue and you as my wife

'Cause I walked for miles in search of a ride
On streets with no sidewalks and steep muddy banks
It was me and a Baby Ruth
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
And here from the bus I'd just like to say thanks
Thank you
Thank you
Thanks a lot
Thank you 

I was walkin' down the road carryin' a heavy load
Feelin' and believin' that might've been a prince toad
But no

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(Fig.1)
Had all I can use of your silly teachin'
Had all I can use of your silly preachin'
                                 (Fig. 2)
And here's the news I make on my wise
All I really need are some shoes my size
(Fig. 1)
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size

(Fig. 1)
Must be nice to be boy genius
In your paradise, you got the only penis
                        (fig. 3)
I know it's true, I can hypotheticalize
All I really need is some shoes my size
(Fig.1)
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size, nine-five, shoes my size
(Fig. 1)
I don't do much in the way of prayin'
And I'm out of touch with religious sayin's
                                     (Fig. 3)
I think your cross is just a little too wide
All I really need is some shoes my size
(Fig. 1)
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size

Some shoes my size, nine-five, double wide, you provide

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Love Letters
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A   Amaj7   Dmaj7
Way down in SoHo town
A         Amaj7         Dmaj7 
Where the lovely people love to be
         A         Amaj7     Dmaj7 
And they all write all their best lines down
         A          Amaj7      Dmaj7 
And they hope their hair turns white like Andy 

There's a man who was almost king 
He was lionized when they left the ring
And some time away was soon the end 
And the truth is there's no one you can depend on

And love, I know 
You're gone for good 
I can't go back
But I know I should 

A Boticellian beauty she was with a body of jelly 
And a booty because 
She turned the corner
She turned some heads 
And before it was cool she wore black and blue keds

Sit and spin his old thirty threes 
It was groovy again to know 
Chucky's In Love with a friend 
You can fall in the arms of each other 
And nothin' is like that brother 

And love, I know 
You're gone for good 
I can't go back
But I know I should 

Love is larger than letters 

Taking up his sword again 
It was a Mont-Blanc monogrammed pen 
And he wielded the power of his PhD 
While he sat there and gloated his Green screen tragedy 

And love, I know 
You're gone for good 
I can't go back
But I know I should 
Love, I know 
You're gone for good 
I can't go back
But I know I should 

Love is larger than letters



Cammie
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(Fig. 1)
I got a letter today
An invitation
The writing looked like you
Hello how are you, and by the way
Please RSVP I do

I thought of writing sad words
Of how it used to be
But I didn't wanna bring you down
I guess the bells'll ring pretty well without me
Don't worry 'bout me baby, I'll wear the thorny crown
I'll play the clown

C                 D
If you think that I don't love you
G      G/F# Em    
You're dead wrong
C              D         G G/F# Em
And that don't matter anyway
  C                D                Ddim7                C/G
I couldn't bear to see you up there with the white dress on
C                D
Here's my vow to you: I'll stay away (Fig. 1)

I remember when
In a lover's whisper you said
No other man would ever share your bed
But we both know that's not been so
And I wish I'd never let you go
Now you've found a better man instead

I wish you health and wealth
And a white house on the hill
And I, I hope you raise a family
Little boy and a little girl
A little more joy in this little old world
Would that it be enough for me

If you think that I don't love you
You're dead wrong
And that don't matter now anyway
I couldn't bear to see you up there with the white dress on
Here's my vow to you: I'll stay away

Em         Cmaj7  E6          Cmaj7
Time rolls on and dreams they die
         Em             Cmaj7          E6
And I've thrown out the pictures I had of you & I
    Em        Cmaj7        E6          Cmaj7
And if you're wondering if love can be true
      Em                 Cmaj7
Well, think of me and my baby darling
D 
Like I, like I do

Old friendships fade away
Love falls apart
And you've not spent a single day outside my heart
And there's just one more dream I have inside for you
I hope you're smiling when
He turns around and says I do
I do

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More Than I Wanted
(tune almost a half step down for this one)
Em C

Em     C
I heard nothing
        Em            C
But the empty slap of words
Em             C
That was all I heard
     Em           C
When you spoke to me

Ah, ah aye
Ah, ah aye
I want you

You 
Asked me if I knew
What a nipple was for
Put me on the floor
And then raped me to explode

Ah, ah aye
I found you
A     C                A      C
I had much more than I wanted
A       C                  A  Em C Em C
I found much more than I gave

The lives we're living
Are too complex for words
Yet we are turds
Of great philosophers
In the sky
Way up high

cockadoodle-doo

A9/E      C/E                A9/E  C/E
I found much more than I wanted
A9/E  C/E              A9/E 
I got much more than I gave

Mary had a little boy
And the little lamb
Who Am
I...

And why...

Are you...

I got much more than I wanted
I got much more than I get

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