INFO BY THE TABBER ------------------ The chords are pretty straightforward, what's more difficult is capturing the beat and piano bass. Personally, I like to play the first verse through the second chorus (i.e. until the bridge) in a pretty straight 4/4 strum, with a small crescendo throughout. I play the first part of the bridge pretty sparsely (one strum per chord), but the second part (G - F - Am - G) I pick up the beat again, go 8/8 with crescendo, and then culminate in the release on the chorus. Again, this is a personal choice. In other words, play it as you like. //////////////////////////// INTRO ----- G C G VERSE 1 -------

If ^Gthis is redemption, why do I bother at all? There's ^Emnothing to mention, ^C and nothing has ^Gchanged ^C Still I'd rather be^D working at something,^Em than praying for the rain So I ^Cwander on, till ^Dsomeone else is ^Gsaved

VERSE 2 (same chords as Verse 1) ------- I moved to the coast, under a mountain Swam in the ocean, slept on my own At dawn i would watch the sun, cut ribbons through the bay I'd remember all, the things my mother wrote CHORUS ------

That we don't ^Emeat until your ^Cfather's at the ^Gtable And we don't ^Emdrink until the ^Cdevil's turned to ^Gdust And never ^Emonce has any ^Cman I've met been ^G ^D/F#able ^Emto love So ^Cif I were you, I'd ^D have a little ^Gtrust ^G4 ^G

VERSE 3 ------- Two thousand years, I've been in that water Two thousand years, sunk like a stone Desperately reaching for nets that the fishermen have thrown Trying to find a little bit of hope VERSE 4 ------- Me, I was holding, all of my secrets soft and hid Pages were folded; then there was nothing at all So if in the future I might, need myself a savior I'll remember what was written on that wall CHORUS ------ That we don't eat until your father's at the table And we don't drink until the devil's turned to dust And never once has any man I've met been able to love So if I were you, I'd have a little trust BRIDGE ------

^Dm Am I an honest man and ^Emtrue? Have I been good to you at ^Dmall? Oh I'm so tired of playing these ^Amgames

We'd just be running down

The ^Gsame old lines, the same old stories of ^F Breathless trains and, worn down glories ^Am Houses burning, worlds that turn ^G On their own

CHORUS ------

That we don't ^Emeat until your ^Cfather's at the ^Gtable And we don't ^Emdrink until the ^Cdevil's turned to ^Gdust And never ^Emonce has any ^Cman I've met been ^G ^D/F#able ^Emto love So if ^CI were you my friend ^D Learn to have just a little bit of t^Grust.

James Vincent McMorrow - We dont eat