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Tuning: E A D G B E
At lines in verses with chord pattern: "Am E Am E7" play E7 only for last 2 beats (half the strumming pattern) So that the line goes like: (one chord is half the beat)
Am1 Am& E2 E& Am3 Am& Am4 E7&
[Intro] N.C. Am Am Am E [Verse]
AmI found a small red Eboy inside my Amtummy E7 With Cthree dollars in cGhange and a Milky WaCy Lite In my Eoccasional pursuit to find something more Ammeaningful ThanF yet another word that rhymes withG die I Amcut him out and Eput him on my Amtable E7 His Cshallow breathing Gchest would fall and Crise His 'ESouth of Heaven' shirt was way too Ambig for him His Fhorns were long and sharp and then heG opened up those eyes that said "I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth." Am
[Interlude] Am E7 [Verse]
I Amshowered him with Elove and adulAmation E7 COne day he was Gjust as tall as Cme I Eshowed him all the books that I was Amraised on Your FMadeleine L'Engle and D'AuGlaires' Mythologies And in a Ammontage that could Ewarm the heart of AmHitler E7 I Craised him up so Gproud and motheCrly I Eswore that I was glancing in a Ammirror When in the Flanguage that I taught him, oh god, Ghe began to speak, he said "I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth" "I Cam, I am, I Gam, I am the Amtruth" Am
[Interlude] Am E7 [Bridge]
And his Feyes became a beacon, anG LCD projector BroadcEasting all my memories in a clFear and vivid picture His Ftongue became a staircase, his Guvula -- the knocker Of an Eornate wooden door that led me Fstraight into my future His Fthroat became a hallway with a tGhousand baby pictures And EI became forgiveness, I transFformed into the closure that I lost F When I learned about Gthe tragedy of all of us I Elost it when I learned about the Ftragedy of all of us InFcorrigible illness in the Gloved ones hiddenn out of us I Elost it when I learned about the Ftragedy of all of us I Fwalked through the hallways to a Groom of only mirrors EReflecting me in bondage so I Fwatched myself get freer I Flet my horns grow longer I oGbserved my skin get redder My Amsoul became a hammer I sCtarted to feel better My Fhatred to turned to pity My Gresentment blossomed flowers My Cbitter tasting caEndy My Ammisery was poGwer The Ftruth in me grew brighter My Gnature and my nurture No more Cshame No more Gfear No more Amdread I Fam, I am, I Gam, I am the Ctruth.