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Rough and simple tab. Comment if you have a slicker way to play it. Notes on the verse chords: You can just play A, Dmaj7, F#m7, and Bm. It'll sound fine. I'm not gonna cover how you get the slide sound. A Amaj7 Dmaj7 D6 (just alternate , real quick; play the B string of the Dmaj7 open) F#m F#m7 (not what he actually does; you could just play the F#m7 and focus your picking/strumming on the D string at first, then the A string) Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 (Bm9 is just Bm7 with three fingers (not barred), plus the second fret of the B-string. You're making the same figure as the Dmaj7-D6 alternation, plus the B bass note) The chorus is just D and A, alternating. You can also do the riff, which is something like this: e|-----------------------0---------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------2----0-2----------------------------------------------| G|--2-2--2-2--4-2-4------------2---------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| e|---------------------------------------------------------------0-----------| B|----------------------------------------------------------0-2----0-2-------| G|--2-2-2-2s4-4--2-2------------------2--------2----2-2-------------2--------| D|---------------------4-2--------2h4-----2h4--------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A Amaj7 Your skin's in my mouth Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 But I'm thinking about F#m F#m7 thousands of things Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 That don't got your name A Amaj7 So I'm distant and weird Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 We stop and you're all ears F#m F#m7 But how can I say Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 D I've just been thinking that it's harder every year A To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear D The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand A The proof that piles in my trashcan D While the skin on my hands is looking older every day A The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face D The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart A But I'm to blame for all the bad parts They're the choices I've made (hey hey) A Amaj7 Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 F#m F#m7 Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 That's why I turn my face away A Amaj7 Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 F#m F#m7 Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/k/kevin-devine/376890.html ] A Amaj7 I watch the debates Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 Till I can't see straight F#m F#m7 Take abortion away Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 And both sides seem just the same A Amaj7 So I'm not sure why I vote Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 'Cause I just don't know F#m F#m7 What difference it makes Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 D It seems to me we get the same shit from them both A Reforms don't work I think it's time we tried revolt D But I don't got the guts to jump up and go first A So I'll just shout until my throat hurts D And I curse and I curse at what we fucked up in Iraq A You say "Support the troops!" I do, I want them all brought back D And every building you bombed raised from the ground A And blow your contractors the fuck out D And if you really go and reinstate the draft A Just straight away just split the country straight in half D Try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back A I'll be returning mine in no time flat D No time flat F#m No time flat Bm No time flat C#m D E (yeah yeah yeah) (ba da ba) A Amaj7 Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 F#m F#m7 Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 x2 A Amaj7 In a sense we're the same Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 Struggling to save face F#m F#m7 A question of scope Bm9 Bm7 Bm9 Bm7 How far you're willing to go A Amaj7 To make rights of your wrongs Dmaj7 D6 Dmaj7 D6 Despite the risk involved F#m F#m7 A question of faith... Bm9 [once, then no chords until D] D 'Cause if we wait until we've all been burned to ash A To tell the truth about the shit buried in our past D We'll split a taxi to that fire pit way down south A So let's rise up and open our mouths D 'Cause you remind me that it's harder every year A To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear D The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand A The proof that piles in my trashcan And if you really go and reinstate the draft You'll straight away just split the country straight in half So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back A A A I'll be returning mine in no time flat |