Intro:
Am Em Am Em
Am C F C G C Am G (4x)
C (caidinha pro) Am
Am C F C G
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
C F Am G
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Am C F C G
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
C F Am G
I was happier then with no mind-set.
G C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
F C G
A gull takes to the wind.
G C
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
Am C F C G
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
C F Am G
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
Am C F
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
C G
Never should have called
C F Am G
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
G C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
F C G
A gull takes to the wind.
G C
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
SOLO 1:
h= hammer on
/= slide
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/new-slang-the-shins.php
p= pull off
E----0h3-0---------1-0--3/5-3-0-------0-----0-3-3/5-5-5-5-3-------
B--3-------3-1-0-1--------------3-1-3-----1-----------------------
G-----------------------------------------------------------------
D-----------------------------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
E--5-3-0-------0--------------------------------------------------
B--------3-1-3-------0-1---0-3-1----------------------------------
G------------------2-----0----------------------------------------
D------------------------------------2p0--------------------------
A----------------------------------------h3----3-2----------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
Am C F C G
God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
C F Am G
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
G C F C G
I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
G C F C G
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
G C
And if you'd 'a took to me like
F C F C
Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
SOLO 2:
E------0-------0-1-0-1-3-5-3---0-------0-0-1-0-1-3-5-3------------
B--0h1---3p1h3-------------------3p1h3----------------------------
G-----------------------------------------------------------------
D-----------------------------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
E------0----------------------------------------------------------
B--1-3---3-1-0---0-1----------------------------------------------
G--------------2--------------------------------------------------
D----------------------2p0----------------------------------------
A--------------------------3---3-2--------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------
Am C F C G C Am G (Finish on C)
