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In my opinion, this is one of Sufjan's greatest songs to date. He really plays up the structure of the song by placing the breaks in lines in the middle of each sentence. I'm how it didn't end up on Illinoise, but glad we get it with the B-Sides. Sufjan plays most of it on the banjo. During the intro, outro and verses, he'll often a sixth with each Bb chord. Capo 1st fret Intro: F - Bb - Dm - C Verse 1:
FAnd the winter moves abBbout DmIllinois, when my Csister picks a fight with the Alexander FBoy and my faBbther locks the car Dmby the store,C still weBb figure out the keys and follow him once more
Chorus 1:
BbOh my God.F We see it oCn the floor The woman on Gthe bed. ThBbe ankle brace she wore Stones and sFled. It cCould've been some other The mindG that knows Bbitself has a mind to say the other But we runF back, scraCtching at the door... CScratching at the door
Trumpet solo. F - Bb - Dm - C (x2) Verse 2:
FIf I'm hidingBb in the sleeves Of my coatDm when my father rCuns undressed He's pointing aFt my throat And my brBbother has a fit InDm the snow andC the traffic stops for miles We takBbe him by the elbow
Chorus 2:
BbOh myF God. ShuCffling in the floor (Oh my God. No one came) The mindG that knows itseBblf is the mind that knows much more (To ourselves. To carry us away) So we runF back. ScramblinCg for cover (Oh my God. No one came) The mindG that knowsBb itself has a mind to kill the other (To ourselves. To carry us away) Oh Fmy God. He lefCt us now for dead (Oh my God) CHe left us nowF for dead
Outro with Horns F - Bb - Dm - C (x2) Trumpet ends on F