IMPORTANT: Capo at 2nd fret
Tuning: Standard
Verses:
D A Bm G A D
Ending of each verse:
Em
Bridge:
Bm G A
Ending of 3rd bridge:
Em F# G A
Pre-chorus and chorus:
D G D G
D G D G
D G D A
D G D G
D A D
Intro:
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B|--------------------|
G|--------------------|
D|--------------0-----|
A|--0--2--4--0--------|
E|--------------------|
Verse 1:
D A
By the second verse, dear friends
Bm G
My head will burst, my life will end
A
So, I'd like to start this one off by saying
D
"Live and love"
D A
I was young and at home in bed
Bm G
And I was hanging on the words some poem said
A
In '31
D
I was impressionable
Em
I was upsettable
Bridge:
Bm G A
I tried to make my breathing stop, my heart beat slow
Bm G A
So, when my mom and John came in, I would be cold
Verse 2:
D A
From a bridge on Washington Avenue,
Bm G
The year of 1972
A
Broke my bones and skull,
D
and it was memorable
D A
It was half a second in; I was halfway down-
Bm G
Do you think I wanted to turn back around
A
and teach a class
D
Where you kiss the ass
Em
that I've exposed to you?
Bridge:
Bm G A
And at the funeral, the University
Bm G A
Cried at three poems they'd present in place of a broken me
Verse 3:
D A
I was breaking in a case of suds
Bm G
At the Brass Rail, a fall-down drunk
A
with his tongue torn out
D
and his balls removed
D A
And I knew that my last lines were gone,
Bm G
while stupidly I lingered on,
A
Oh, but wise men know
D
when it's time to go
Em
And so I should, too
Bridge:
Bm G A
And so I fly into the brightest winter sun
Bm G A
Of this frozen town. I'm stripped down to move on,
Em F# G A
my friends: I'm gone
Pre-chorus and Chorus:
D G D G
Well, I hear my father fall
D G D G
And I hear my mother call
D G D A
And I hear the others all whisper "Come home"
D G D
I'm sorry to go
D G
I loved you all so
D A D G D
But this is the worst trip I've ever been on
D G D G
So, hoist up the John B. sail
D G D G
See how the main sail sets
D G D A
I'm full in my heart and my head and I wanna go home
D G D
With a book in each hand
D G
In the way I had planned
D A D
Well, this is the worst trip I've ever been on
D G D G
So, hoist up the John B. sail
D G D G
See how the main sail sets
D G D A
I'm full in my heart and my head and I wanna go home
D G D
With a book in each hand
D G
In the way I had planned
D A D
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home.
