Cass McCombs - The same thing
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"The Same Thing"
Cass McCombs - Humor Risk(2011)
Tabbed by Dylan Williams
Send questions or comments to dilenamountoo@hotmail.com.
Capo II, with all chords relative.
Chord Shapes, from top string to bottom:
A -------- X02220
Aadd9 ---- X02200
C -------- X32010
G6 ------- 32000X or 320000 (I prefer the former)
Em ------- 022000
Bm ------- X24432
F -------- 133211 or X3321X
If you listen to the song, you can pretty much get rhythm.
It's not too complicated. He hammers off of the A's to transition
to the Aadd9's, which are rather brief. Some chord placements may
be a little skewed. Lots of the lyrics are difficult to make out,
so if you can help with that, my e-mail's above.
Intro:
A Aadd9 C G6
Verse 1:
G6Like the rAain Aadd9 C
G6Come down the dArain Aadd9 C
G6Our love in sunAlight,Aadd9 C
G6And evening pAain. Aadd9 C
G6Like the mAan Aadd9 C
G6Romances will bAring Aadd9 C
G6Pain and lAove, Aadd9we're C
G6All the same tAhing. Aadd9 C
G6All the same thAing
In my opinion Aadd9 Cwe are the (Unintelligible) to mG6ock
(The same thAing)
Form the old stAadd9orybook
CEqual and equal dG6ark
(The same thAing)
(Unintelligible) going to see, now Aadd9
CWho is in and who isG6 (Unintelligible)
AIt defi(n)es opinion Aadd9
Whether Cthey’re the sameG6 thing.
Chorus:
EmNothing in common, ("not blooBmd, thicker than broth"?)
FWe're cut from different sides of Cthe same cloth
EmI love the sunlight uBmp in the evening*
FNothing in common, yet they’reC both the same thing
(The same thiAng) Aadd9 C G6
Verse 2: (Identical to the first)
The same street
The same address
The same white hand
The same black dress
The same singers
From my (Unintelligible) cling
Pain and love, we're
All the same things
All the same things
In my opinion a line is never crossed
(The same thing)
Until now my inner feelings were always lost
(The same thing)
Through spirit or season, does the human (Unintelligible)
(The same thing)
Different opinion, they are the same thing
Chorus:
Nothing in common (same as before)
We're cut from different sides of the same cloth
I love the sunlight up in the evening
Nothing in common, yet they’re both the same thing
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
(Chorus progression to fade)
*This line is approximately correct.