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This is the song as close as my guitar can get to her piano. You'll have to listen for tempo, of course, but this covers the intro. As for the verses, I've included a little on how I like to play it, but full strumming can work, too. As I play the verse, I play little louder as it reaches the refrain and then strum once each measure for the itself. INTRO e------------------------| a------------------------| d------------------------|o g-2-2-2-2h3-0------------|o X2 b-3-3-3-3------------3---| E-----------3--3-3h5---5-| e------------------------| a------------------------| d------------------------| g-2-2-2-2h3-0-0-0-0h2----| b-3-3-3-3-------------3--| E-----------3-3-3-----1--| e------------------------| a------------------------| d------------------------| g-7-5-3-2----------------| b-8-7-5-3----------------| E------------------------| VERSES C G Am F e-----------------------------------------| a-----------------------------------------| d---------------------2-2-2-2p0-----------|o g-2-2-2-2p0-0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0---3-3-3-3p0-|o b-3-3-3-3-----------------------3-3-3-3---| E-----------3-3-3-3p0---------------------| [SUGGESTION: Place your fingers as if you were strumming, so you can go crazy if the arises] FIRST VERSE
CThis is how it works GIt feels a little worse AmThan when we drove our hearse FRight through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm Until we were just bone Until it got so warm That none of us could sleep And all the styrofoam Began to melt away We tried to find some words To aid in the decay But none of them were home Inside their catacomb A million ancient bees Began to sting our knees While we were on our knees Praying that disease Would leave the ones we love And never come again REFRAIN
COn the radio GWe heard November Rain AmThat solo's really long (awful long) FBut it's a pretty song (a good refrain)
CWe listened to it twice G'Cause the DJ was asleep
SECOND VERSE This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again -Queequeger