Chords: C: x32010 E: x22100 Am:x02210 F: 133211 G: 320033 / = slide p = pull off h = hammer Intro 0:15 min: C, E, Am, F, G x4 0:23 min: While you play these chords, a second guitar play this: 2. guitar: E-----3---3/5-3---------------/5-8-5h8p5-3---------------------| B--/5---5---------3---3--3-5---------------5-3-----------------| G-------------------4------------------------------------------| D--------------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------------| E5h8-5h8-5h8-5h8-5-8--/7-10101010101012-10-10-8-10-10-8--8/10-| B---------------------------------------------10-12-12-10-10/12| G--------------------------------------------------------------| D--------------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------------| E-------------------------------------------------------------| B-----------5--------5-----------------------------------------| G----4-5--7---5-4--7---5-4h5p4---------------------------------| D--5---------------------------7-5--------5---5----------------| A---------------------------------------7---5---3--------------| E--------------------------------------------------------------| 0:58 min: Verse:

^CThe animal^Es laugh from the dark of the wilderness. ^Ambaby cries har^Fd in ^Gan apartment complex, ^CAs I pass in a ca^Er buried under the influence. ^AmThe city's driving m^Fe o^Gut of my mind. ^CI 've seen a child is caug^Eht in the sad trap of gravity. ^AmHe falls from t^Fhe lowest bran^Gch of the apple tree, ^CAnd lands ^Ein the grass and weeps for his dignity. ^AmNext time he will not ai^Fm so hig^Gh. ^AmYeah, ne^Gxt time, ^Cneither will I.

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^CA mother takes loans out, sends her ^Ekids off to colleges. ^AmHer family is reduced to nam^Fes on a sh^Gopping list. ^CMeanwhile, a coroner kneels, beneath a ^Egreat, wooden crucifix. ^AmHe know that there are worse things than ^Fbeing al^Gone. ^CSo, I've learned to retreat at the f^Eirst sign of danger. ^AmI mean, why wait around, if it's j^Fust to surr^Gender' ^CAmbition, I've found, can o^Enly lead to failure. ^AmI do not re^Fad the rev^Giews. ^AmNo, I am not ^Gsinging for ^Cyou.

2:32 min: A small part of some non-guitar solos. You could play the chords (C, E, Am, F, G x4. And in the end play Am, G, C) at this point too if oyu want. Then: 2:51 min: 2. solo E----3---3--/5-3---3---3--/5-3---/5-3----------------3---3----| B--/5---5---------5---5---------5------5--3--1-3---/5---5------| G--------------------------------------------------------------| D--------------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------------| E-/10----/12---/10----/10-------------------------------------| B------12-----------12-----12--10-8----------------------------| G--------------------------------------------------------------| D--------------------------------------------5---5-------------| A------------------------------------------7---5---3-----------| E--------------------------------------------------------------| 3:18 min: I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well. And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help. With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real, At least a telephone call home. Well, my teachers, they built the retaining wall memory, All those multiple choices I answered so quickly. And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily, But as least I got an 'A'. So I don't have them to blame. 4:05 min: I should stop pointing fingers; reserve my judgment Of all those public action figures, the cowboy president. So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit When they've made a mistake. While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen, He knows he don't have to say it, so it don't bother him. "Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion." And the approval rating's high. And so someone's gonna die. 4:51 min: Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit. They give us fact or fiction' I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment. We are still the pawns in their game. As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see, And we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history. Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan on the fast food marquee: Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues. Oh, and the Blues' I got the Blues! That's me! That's me! 5:39 min: C, E, Am, F, G x4 Am, G, C 6:24 min: Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled. Weak from whiskey and pills,in a Chicago hospital. My father was there, in a chair by the window, staring so far away. I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..." He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless And there is nothing you could do that would ever change this. I'm not angry. It happens. But you just can't do it again. 7:11 min: So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency. While a million objects pass through my periphery. So now I am rubbing my eyes because they are starting to bother me. I've been staring too long at the screen. But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility' It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody. How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery; To love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough. 7:58 min: C, E, Am, F, G x4 Am, G, C

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