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Can't find the lyrics anywhere, so I did my best, been wanting to play this for a long time, sounds about right to me. the D is a C chord shape slid up to the 5th fret like so (at least, thats what is done live). Listen to the song for pace/strum pattern, I tried to get the chords lined up on exactly the right words, but where I put them and this tab submission thing puts them are two very different places.
eD- 0 B- 3 G- 0 D- 4 A- 5 E- x
Intro: G
GWhen we rode into town we didnt have horses GWe had fate by the balls and destinys face turned in CWe settled for less on loves dusty trail GWe wanted something more than just an ok coral DTake the skeletons from the closet, put em uCnder the floor DLets settle up on boothill to the view we adorCe GHeres the truth about us, we get exhumed by assumption GWe have to work hard, have to get on a talk show CLet the host root around, see where it goes GIf thats too far well bust a chair right over his nose DTake a bite of the big apple while the room is foCr free DSpit the pulp into the Hudson like it was CBritish tea Aw maAmrina, marina, its sad and Gits lonely, Dwhen your pointing the gun at the presEmident ImAm a flunky with a rifle, IGm an NRA golden boy Da genius forging a legend Em GHeres the truth about us, we came in demanding GA scarlet face wrung battle southern bell - ? CI let Hoover reply, left me hard to pay GThe truth about us is buried deep in Connolys lake DOpen all the coffins, only one thing inside C DA pink dress and a pillbox hat with CCamelot tags Aw marinAma, marina, its coldG and its lonely DWhen the porters are carEmrying your coffin AmOh please baby please let tGhe coincidence leave me DA martyr to patriotic negligenEmce GShould old acquaintanceD be forgot and never brought to triGal C AmWhere every girl and boy can grow up toG be the president DOr grow up to be the presidents Emkiller AmIts equal opportunity, its the lanGd of hope and glory DIts a cheap Italian mail order Emthriller GHeres the truth about us, we sailed from Manhatten GWe were hoping to find the tears from Ellis island CSend them back from the shore, send them back out to see GHow a promise can grow smaller if the two sides agree DWe sent them packing off to AuschwiCtz when we heard the reports DWe wrote how dare you with their ashes CAs if we couldnt have known AmYa see marina, marina, I took lessonsG from my country DAbout national interest and the big picEmture AmGonna manifest my destiny, gonna spreadG the legs of misery DGot a piece in my hand and Im loadEmed GWell the truth about us aint hard to figure GWell its adding up to a hell of a toll on us CWe been up all night, let the tympani roll GFacts in paper pledges turned to solid gold DPick up your guns from the thug in cClassroom B DTheres people out there whose lives dependC on our misery, misery GIts the truth about us...