The Stanfields - Crocodile Tears chords

Crocodile Tears - The Stanfields


What an awesome song! It's by the Stanfields - one of the best new bands to come out of
Scotia in a while. You can get this song - and other songs - on their website for 
free: http://thestanfields.ca/


Capo on 3rd fret


The Celtic sound on the D chord comes from playing the G string open and hammering your
finger down to start the chord.

e|-2---2-----2-2-2-2---------|
B|-3---3-----3-3-3-3---------|
G|-0-h-2-----2-2-2-2---------| x 3
A|-0---0-----0-0-0-0---------|
D|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|

On the 4th time around, kick the G string up to the 4th fret.

e|-2---2-2----2-2------------|
B|-3---3-3----3-3------------|
G|-0-h-2-4----4-2------------|
A|-0---0-2----0-0------------|
D|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|

Repeat this progression throughout the song.

D
Violets are blue, roses are red
  G
I want you to leave and I mean what I said
    D                 A7                        D
The jury's verdict is in and you've crossed the line.

D
Spare me the drama and your crocodile tears
G
Cocaine, vodka and a half dozen beers
D                         A7                 D
There's no excuse for the way you acted last night

[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/t/the-stanfields/202478.html ]
Chorus
   G                                D
So go, pack your bags, I'm not listening to you cry
            A7                   Bmin    D
There is no next time or another try
   G                               D
So go, pack your bags and find somewhere else to cry
            A7                          D
This is the last time that I'll say goodbye


         D
Well you bitch and complain as a means to an end
    G
You don't like my momma and you hate all my friends
     D                        A7                  D
Well honey, I've got news for you, the feeling is shared


D
They say true love is golden but bruises are black
    G
You think that you are but you ain't coming back
         D                      A7              D
You're a walking, a cold lonely road, you ain't prepared


Chorus

Solo


D
Here is a quarter, call someone who cares
   G
Or believes that I accidently fell down the stairs
D                                     A7                    D
Or the phone book that knocked me out cold just fell of the shelf


D
Well I have a good job and I don't look too bad
              G
And there are plenty of women who would be more than glad
   D                    A7                     D
To keep me from sitting around feeling bad for myself


Chorus x 2

Solo/Outro