变调夹：夹 2 品
Tabbed by: Adam Koehler
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Tuning: Standard [EADGBe]
This is my first tab so please email me any corrections or if you need help. Leave
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Guitar 1: Intro/ Chorus
e|------------------------------------------------------------|
B|----------------------0------------------------0------------|
G|---2hp---2hp---2hp--------2hp---2hp---2hp----2----2bp0------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------3-----3-----3-----3-----------------|
E|-3-----3-----3-----3----------------------------------------|
Guitar 2: (plays end of 1st and all of 2nd time through intro with guitar 1 with a capo
the two. He plays the chords postions below but instead of playing the chord, he picks
the a string down to the high e and then the b string.) so a d chord would be as follows:
e|------------------2---------|
a|--------------3-------3-----|
G|----------2-----------------|
D|------0---------------------|
A|---0------------------------|
E|----------------------------|
Guitar 3: (He just strums these with a capo on the 2, sometimes he doesn't when he plays it
live)
g em
it gets lonliest at night
d
down at the liquor store
c
beneath the neon sky
our moonlight
g em
six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice
d
the pans dried up so tight
c
with hardened beans
g f#
were hungry
em d
so i lean on you sometimes
c
just to see youre still there
g em
youre feet cant take the weight of one
d
much less two
c
we hit concrete
em g c
how were we born into this mess
em g a c
i know i painted you a prettier picture,baby
em g c
but we were run out on a rail
em g a c
fell from the wagon to the night train
CHORUS PLAY 4X .
i kissed the bottle
i should 've been kissing you
you wake up to an empty night
with tears for two
g em
cigarettes they fill the gaps
d
in our empty days
c
in our broken teeth
g em
say mister, can you spare a dime
d
some change could make a change
c
could buy some time
g f#
some freedom
em d
or an ear to hear my story
c
it's all i've got
g em
my fiction beats the hell out of my truth
d
a palm upturned burnt blue
c
dont call it sunburn
em g c
you've been shaking on the job
g a em c
just one drink ahead of your past
em g c
there's a white light coming up
g a em c
you draw the blinds hoping it'll pass