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From: arabella@MAIL.UTEXAS.EDU (Arabella Clauson) Subject: CRD: "Jacob" by JACKOPIERCE "JACOB" by JACKOPIERCE ------------------------ transcribed by Rob Bowen (rpbowen@unca.com) lyrics typed by COLINWISE@delphi.com cleaned up by Arabella Clauson (arabella@mail.utexas.edu) CAPO 2 THE CHORDS: E---0--- ---0--- ---0--- ---0--- ---3---| B---3--- ---3--- ---0--- ---2--- ---0---| G---0--- ---2--- ---0--- ---2--- ---0---| D---0--- ---0--- ---2--- ---2--- ---0---| A---2--- ---x--- ---2--- ---0--- ---2---| E---3--- ---x--- ---0--- ---x--- ---3---| "G" Dsus2 Em A G (for chorus) NOTES: ||The picking pattern is too complex for me to write out, but is is ||important that you hammer on the third fret of first string and then off ||as you strike the bass G note || ||the A before the chorus has a suspended lick in it ||listen for the 2nd string--it goes from fret 2 to 3 to 2 to 0 ||(listen and you'll understand) VERSE: G Dsus2 G DSUS2 Jacob's a fine boy but his parents don't get along
GThey hardly Dsus2talk, when they do He thinks he's Emdone something Awrong G Dsus2 G DSUS2 He heard all the screaming as he lay down to bed GHe should haDsus2ve been sleeping but he lEmistened insteadA
(chorus) They said he's Emfine, it's not hisA fault Between the Dlines, he somehow got Gcaught And in our gEmame, it's more like wAar I just don't think I loEmve you anymoreA
G Dsus2 G DSUS2 He picked up the phone, his tears touched the receiver
His gGrandmother aDsus2nswered down iEmn TempeA G Dsus2 G DSUS2 He told her the story - that his daddy was leaving GShe tried toDsus2 convince him it was nothEming he'd Adone
(chorus) She said you're fEmine, it's not your faAult Between the Dlines, you somehow gotG caught And in their gaEmme, it sounds more like wAar I just doEmn't think she lAoves him anymore
Jacob's a father and his kids are in teens He's done what he could to make meager ends meet When it comes down to family, it's the primary goal To keep the thing working no matter the toll His sons heard them screaming about something he said He opened the door and invited them in (chorus) He said now sons, it's not your fault Between the lines you somehow got caught So when you're hurt, you lean on a crutch But I still love your mother very much OUTRO: the same as chorus -- -- -- -- -- -- Arabella Clauson arabella@mail.utexas.edu http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~arabella/index.html