Okkervil River - "Some Come Back, I Am waiting"
From: Black Sheep Boy
Tabbed by: Dave
E-mail: ironic_clown@hotmail.com
Should all be good. Feel free to e-mail with questions or comments.
CHORDS USED IN THIS SONG:
Am: x02210
C: x32010
F: x03211 (See note)
G: 320003
Dm: xx0231
Dsus: xx0233
A: x02220
D: xx0232
NOTE: For all of the F chords, he only plays the full chord (133211) when he says "In
eyes" for the second time. I've
marked it with a *. All the other F chords are played like this: x03211.
INTRO:
*It's basically just chords, but I included all the picked notes too*
Am C F
e|------0---------------1-----0-------0----|
B|-----1---------1------1---------1--------|
G|----2----------0---0--2-------2----------|
D|---2------2-0--2---0--3---3-------3------|
A|--0-------0----3---3---------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
C G Dm Dsus
e|--------0--------------1-----3-----3---3-------|
B|--------1-----0---0-0--3-----3-----3---3-------|
G|-----0----0---0---0-0--2---2-2-------2---2-----|
D|--0--2----2-0-0---0-0--0---0-0-------0---0-----|
A|--3--3----3-2-2--------------------------------|
E|--------------3--------------------------------|
FIRST VERSE:
Am C F C G Dm Dsus Dm
A black sheep boy revolves over canyons and waterfalls.
Am C F C G
Dm Dsus
A black sheep boy dissolves in syringe or in shower stall.
FIRST CHORUS:
Dm
He says
C G Dm F
“there’s plenty of time to make you mine tonight,
C G Dm
there’s plenty of time to make you mine.”
He says
C G Dm
“there’s plenty of ways to know you’re not dying,
F
all right.
C G Dm
Hell, there’s plenty of light still left in your eyes.”
F*
In your eyes.
FIRST PRE-VERSE:
Am C F C G Dm
SECOND VERSE:
Am C F C
A black sheep boy grows horns,
G Dm
breathing smoke through his microphone.
Am C F C
Dm
The airwaves stretch and they groan, bleeding, birthing his black diapason.
SECOND CHORUS:
He says
C G Dm F
“there’s plenty of things to wear when you come to me,
C G Dm
every color of sleeve to be rolled.
C G Dm F
There are millions of rolling eyes that still cling to me.
C G Dm
Every language of king is concerned.
BRIDGE:
Am
So why
Dm
did you bawl
G D A
from the spell of some old holy song
G D A
that some liar laughed as he composed,
G D A
some liar I loved to control?”
SECOND PRE-VERSE:
*I included both the chords and the faint guitar in the background*
Am C F C G
Dsus
e|-------------1--1---1----|--0-----------1---1---1-3----3-3--|
B|-------------1--1---1----|----3-1-0-----3---3---3-3----3-3--|
G|-------------2----2---2--|----------2-0-2-----2---2----2-2--|
D|---------0-2-3----3---3--|--------------0-----0--------0-0--|
A|--0--2-3-----------------|----------------------------------|
E|-------------------------|----------------------------------|
Am C F C G
Dsus
e|-------------1--1---1----|--0---------------1---1-3--|
B|-------------1--1---1----|----3-1-0---------3---3-3--|
G|-------------2----2---2--|----------2-0-2-----2---2--|
D|---------0-2-3----3---3--|--------------------0---0--|
A|--0--2-3-----------------|---------------------------|
E|-------------------------|---------------------------|
THIRD VERSE:
*For the first 4 lines there's no guitar, but the bass copies the notes the guitar would
playing*
Am C F Am
A black sheep boy dissolves
C F Am
in hot cream, in sweet moans,
C F Am
in each dead bed and empty home,
C F Am
in each seething bacterium.
C F
Killing softly and serial,
C G Dm
he lifts his head, handsome, horned, magisterial.
C G Dm
He's the smell of the moonlight wisteria.
C G Dm
He’s the thrill of the abecedarian.
C G Dm
(See the muddy hoofprints where he carried yo
THIRD CHORUS:
C G Dm F
And there’s plenty of ways to claim his crimes tonight,
C G Dm
and there’s plenty of things to do on his dime.
C G Dm F
And there’s plenty of ways to wear his hide tonight.
C G Dm
You’ve got yours and I’ve got mine.
C G Dm
You’ve got yours and I’ve got mine.
OUTRO:
Dm
So why
Am
did you flee?
G D A
Don’t you know you can’t leave his control
G D A
only call all his wild works your own?
G D A
So come back and we’ll take them all on.
G D A
So come back to your life on the lam.
G D A
So come back to your old black sheep man.
He says
G D A
“I am waiting on hoof and on hand.
G D A
I am waiting, all hated and damned.
G D A
I am waiting, I snort and I stamp.
G D A D
I am waiting, you know that I am,
G D A
calmly waiting to make you my lamb”
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