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Tabbed mostly from this performance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yYn0Iw7sTg This is the basic intro riff, she adds different embellishments sometimes. Strumming pattern and lyrics aren't exact. C G C G Am Am e|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0--------------0-0------------------| B|-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1--------------1-1------------------| G|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----2-2--------0-----2-2--------0---------| D|-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2------0-------2-2------0-----------| A|--3---------------3---------------0-------3-2------0-------3-2-------------| E|----------3---------------3------------------------------------------------| F G C C e|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------| B|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----1-1-1-1-----1-1-1-1---------------------------| G|-----2-2-2-2-----4-4-4-4-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------| D|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5-----2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2---------------------------| A|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5--3--3-3-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------| E|--1--1-1-1-1--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------------------------------| C Am F G C Time takes the years from out of our hides, wait for the bells with bated breath C Am F G C And the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea, teeth take the cake and strawberry sweets Am E F G C I heard from a baby bird that you crushed it's momma's bones Am E F G C Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say, say it ain't so Am E F G C I'm immune, I'm immune to no one, love is a luxury that I can't quite afford Am E F G C I call it by name and it walks out my door, perhaps I shouldn't hold it so tightly anymore Intro: C G C G Am Am F G C C [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/l/lady-lamb-the-beekeeper/346778.html ] C Am F G C The smoke builds a plume, how it stifles my perfume C Am F G C And the paint on the walls in your room, make for a pretty, make this a pretty little june Am E F G C And I never wanna see you, I never wanna see you again, but I long to see you soon Am E F G C For a heart, it is as dark and sad as a single laugh in a funeral parlor Am E F G C And my argument is as senseless as picking up pennies, picking up pennies from the snow Am E F G C And loneliness, she can be a whore, I take her to bed and I'm sure she won't be there in the morning Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the bangles on your wrist? Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the tangles in your hair? Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than to be the colors of your eyes? Am E F G C Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the notches, the notches of your spine? Am E F G C Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say it isn't so Am E F G C What more, what more could we be for, than the change clanging in your pockets? F G Am The pennies falling from your hands into the snow F G C The pennies falling from your hands into the snow
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