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# Subject: TAB: Catching On by Son Volt Date: Thu, 25 Jul 96 17:35:40 -0500 From: Jim <tardis@tetranet.net> Cathing On by Son Volt Transcribed by John Erlinger (tardis@tetranet.net) Music and words by Jay Farrar (Warner-Tamerlane Pub./Grain Elevator Songs) >From the Warner Bros. album "Trace" (9 46010-2) G/D D G/D D |--3-2-0---3-3-2-0---------------------3-2-0---3-3-2-0------------------| |--------3---------3--5/7--7--5--7~----------3---------3--5/7-7~--3-2---| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
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Can't find the G/Dreason, can't find the Dway, Guess it's not G/Dyou and me, only Ddogs have their Aday. Asus4 Another case of G/Dwords that melt, It's not a question of Dright nightAmares.Asus4
In broad Cdaylight, Season Gcrash, season Dburn, SurAvive another Cturn. Now I'm Greaching out, it's Dtrue. A And you don't see G/Dme, I'm catching Don to you. You don't G/Dsee me, I'm catching Don to Ayou.
Took a break to get that far, Like the sound from a hundred dollar guitar Bought from an old catalogue Yesterday's dust and heartache. 'Cause the pieces fall like candy when you're young, medicine When you're old, There's no reason or rhyme, Sidestepping around On an elevator climb. And you don't see me, I'm catching on to you. Another jail, another burnout inside, Skeleton low, left to die. Take whatever lies ahead, Good with the bad, and leave the rest. And you don't see me, I'm catching on to you. You don't see me, I'm catching on to you. Catching on, catching on. Official Son Volt website: http://www.wbr.com/SonVolt Gumbo Pages website: http://www.webcom.com/~gumbo/son-volt.html