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Common Knowledge This is a similar tab to the one posted before (although written independently, I used the 'Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band' tab on this site as my inspiration), just a little cleaner and easier to follow, with some added bits like the chords between verses. C/G* - x32013 C/B* - x20013 C/B** - x20011 The tab for the bit at the end of each verse: e ----------------------- B ----------------------- G ----------------------- D ----------------------- A ------0--2--3--3/5----- E ---3------------------- And at the end of the song: e -------------------------------- B -------------------------------- G -------------------------------- D -------------------------------- A ------0--2--3--5--7--8--8/10--- E ---3----------------------------
C/G*He's my friend but he's no friC/B*end to me CAsk him why, he'll tellC/B* you casually FWashed up, bitter, broken, busted GBackstabbed everyone he trusted CSays he sees what no one elsFe can see GAnd if I had half his guts I'd want it FTo chase that fatalistic comet CDie young in the dark; tFhat's poetry But it wDmas not to be, Git was not for me
C - C/B* - C/B** [x2]
C/G*He's always sad but I've neverC/B* seen him cry C/G*When he comes to, sure he'll aC/B*pologize FFind his car, assess the damage GStill drunk but he likes the challenge CHold on to his mind justF like a kite GBut a good strong win can keep you honest FFill you with some common knowledge CThings when we were young we Fnever tried Just figuDmred we had time witGh such a long life
C - C/B* - C/B** [x2]
C/G*Money clipsC/B*, alligator shoes C/G*One more dance, he's in that chC/B*ampagne room FShe moves like a chocolate fountain GPouring, spilling all around him CMakes him wonder what else sFhe can do GHow bittersweet is love's illusion FFeelings that cannot be proven CTrust me, you'll see, myF aim is true I did thisDm all for you, I'Gve suffered long for you
C - C/B* - C/B** [x2]
C/G*So many times he's tried toC/B* play it straight C/G*Worked and worked until hiC/B*s body ached FBut a brand new life can lose its lustre GTroubles tend to find each other CCall it luck or you caFn call it fate GBut either way it's how it happens FNot the way that you imagined So jusCt go out with a baFng like Hemingway Some wiDmll say you're brave Some wilGl say Cyou ain't