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This is a bunch of songs made by various users, put together to form the album
Castaways and Cutouts. All credit is properly given. Without
these users the tab would not be the same. Thank You!

I have set the album up so that each song is assigned a roman numeral. To find
the song that you want, just hit control z (or command z, but only if you have
a Mac.) Then just type in the roman numeral. DO NOT FORGET TO PUT A PERIOD AFTER THE NUMERAL!!!!

I. Leslie Anne Levine
II. Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect
III. July, July!
IV. A Cautionary Song
V. Odalisque
VI. Cocoon
VII. Grace Cathedral Hill
VIII. The Legionnaire's Lament
IX. Clementine
X. California One/Youth and Beauty Brigade







I. Leslie Anne Levine 

Originally tabbed by: wolfey89

INTRO 

(E    Cmaj7  Asus2) x4

VERSE 1

E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
My name is Leslie Anne Levine
E                           Cmaj7    Asus2
My mother birthed me down a dry ravine
E                      Cmaj7     Asus2
My mother birthed me far too soon
E                        B     Asus2
Born at nine and dead at noon

CHORUS

A                                           C#m
Fifteen years gone now, I still wander this parapet
                        A
And shake my rattle bone
A                                            C#m
Fifteen years gone now, I still cling to the petticoats
       C         B         E
Of the girl who died with me

(E    Cmaj7  Asus2) x2

VERSE 2

E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
On the roof above the streets
E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
The only love I've known's a chimney sweep
E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
Lost and lodged inside a flue
E          B    Asus2
Back in 1842

CHORUS

A                                           C#m
Fifteen years gone now, I still wail from these catacombs
                           A
And curse my mother's name
A                                           C#m
Fifteen years gone now, still a wastrel mesallied
       C         B         E
Has brought this fate on me

(E    Cmaj7  Asus2) x2

VERSE 3

E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
My name is Leslie Anne Levine
E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
I've no one left to mourn for me
E                            Cmaj7    Asus2
My body lies inside its grave
E                      B    Asus2
In a ditch not far away

CHORUS

A                                           C#m
Fifteen years gone now, I still wander this parapet
                        A
And shake my rattle bone
A                                            C#m
Fifteen years gone now, I still cling to the petticoats
       C         B         E
Of the girl who died with me

OUTRO

E Cmaj7  Asus2 E

Cmaj7     Asus2   E
Who died with me
Cmaj7     Asus2   E
Who died with me 
Cmaj7     Asus2   E
Who died with me



II. Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect

Originally tabbed by: Unregistered

D9sus2: - 5 0 0 3 0

INTRO

(Cmaj7 D9sus2)x2

VERSE 1

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
 And here I dreamt I was a soldier
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And I recall in spring the perfume that the air would bring
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
To the indolent town

VERSE 2

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
Where the barkers called the moon down
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
The carnival was ringing loudly now
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And just to lay with you there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
Save lay my rifle down

CHORUS

Dsus2        Cmaj7
And try one,   and try two
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Guess it always comes down to
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Alright, well okay
Dsus2          Cmaj7              Cmaj7  
    Guess it’s better to turn this way...
D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2

VERSE 3

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And I am nothing of a builder
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
But here I dreamt I was an architect
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And I built this balustrade to keep you home, to keep you safe
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
From the outside world

VERSE 4

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
But the angles and the corners
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
Even though my work is unparalleled
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
They never seemed to meet, the structure fell about our feet
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
And we were free to go

CHORUS

Dsus2        Cmaj7
And try one,   and try two
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Guess it always comes down to
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Alright, well okay
Dsus2          Cmaj7              Cmaj7  
    Guess it’s better to turn this way...
D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2 Cmaj7 D9sus2

VERSE 5

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And here in Spain I am a Spaniard
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
I will be buried with my marionettes
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
Countess and courtesans will fall beneath my tender hand
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
When their husbands are not around

VERSE 6

Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
But you my soiled teenage girlfriend
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
Though you are furrowed like a lioness
Cmaj7       D9sus2         Cmaj7   D9sus2
And we are vagabonds, we travel without seat belts on
       Cmaj7         D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2   Cmaj7   D9sus2
We live this close to death


CHORUS

Dsus2        Cmaj7
And try one,   and try two
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Guess it always comes down to
Dsus2        Cmaj7
Alright, well okay
Dsus2          Cmaj7         Cmaj7  
    Guess it’s better to turn this

OUTRO

Dsus2        Cmaj7         Dsus2        Cmaj7
Well I won, and you lose, guess it always comes down to
Dsus2        Cmaj7       Dsus2        Cmaj7
The alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this
Cmaj7   D9sus2 
Way...
(Cmaj7 D9sus2)x3



III. July, July!

Originally tabbed by: letdown00

INTRO

E

VERSE 1

A          B                   E                 D
There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
A           B           E
And how the green grows there.
A          B                  E                D
And we got special boots that beat the path to my house
         A                 B                E
And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there.

VERSE 2

A          B                   E                 D
And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
A           B           E
And he was gunshot running gin
A          B                   E                 D
And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
         A                 B                E
And how he held'em, how held'em, held'em in.

PRE-CHORUS

        F#m                  E
And the water rolls down the drain.
    F#m                  E
The water rolls down the drain. O what a
D                   E
Lonely thing!  In a lonely drain!

CHORUS

A   D     E     D
  July, July, July
A     D         E
Never seemed so strange
A   D     E     D
  July, July, July
A     D        E       D         A   D       E
Never seemed so, never seemed so strange.

VERSE 3

A          B                   E                 D
This is the story of the road that goes to my house
A           B           E
And what ghosts do there remain.
A          B                   E                 D
And all the thoughts that run the length and breadth of my house
         A                 B                E
And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains.

VERSE 4

A          B                   E                 D
And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient,
A           B           E
Though the specifics might be vague.
A          B                   E                 D
And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
         A                 B                E
When in fact it was a nappy bluish gray.

PRE-CHORUS

        F#m                  E
And the water rolls down the drain.
    F#m                  E
The blood rolls down the drain. O what a
D                   E
Lonely thing!  In a blood-red drain!

CHORUS

A   D     E     D
  July, July, July
A     D         E
Never seemed so strange
A   D     E     D
  July, July, July
A     D        E       D         A   D       E
Never seemed so, never seemed so strange.

OUTRO

A     D         E
Never seemed so strange
A     D         E
Never seemed so strange
A     D         E
Never seemed so strange



IV. A Cautionary Song

Originally tabbed by: Unregistered

Dm/A is 1 strum of the Dm chord, followed by one strum of an A chord. In the verses it is repeated.

INTRO

(Dm/A) x4

VERSE 1

Dm/A                                                             G/D
There's a place your mother goes, when everybody else is soundly sleeping
Dm
Through the lights of beacon street
                                   G
And if you listen you can hear her weeping,
      A                  Bb
She's weeping, cause the gentlemen are calling

CHORUS

                                      F
And the snow is softly falling on her petticoats.
           Bb
And she's standing in the harbor
                                         F
And she's waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat.
        A
See how they approach

VERSE 2
Dm/A                                                                        G/D
With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping
Dm                                                                  G
A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from
      A                  Bb
Any speaking, or screaming

CHORUS

                                      F
And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket
           Bb
Calls for maidenhead
                                      F
And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a
                       A
Bundle and she's laid in bed on the upper deck
Gm              A           Gm           A
La la la la laa,la la la laa,

VERSE 3

Dm/A                                                                 G/D
And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned
Dm                                                       G
'Til at last she's satisfied the lot of the marina's teeming 
      A                  Bb
Minions, in their opinions

CHORUS

                                      F
And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or
           Bb
Kin or she'll end up dead
                                      F
And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the harbor
                     A
Where she goes to bed, and this is how your fed

OUTRO

Gm                                        A
So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother,
        Gm                                      A
and the next time she tries to feed you collard greens,
                                          A    Dm
Remember what she does when you're asleep



V. Odalisque

Originally tabbed by: aflowerandagun

INTRO

(Ebm Ab B B/F#)x2

VERSE 1

Ebm Ab B B/F#
They've come to find you, Odalisque
Ebm Ab B B/F#
As the light dies horribly
Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab
On a fire escape you walk
Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab B B/F#
All rare and resolved to drop
Ebm Ab B B/F#

VERSE 2

Ebm Ab B B/F#
And when they find you, Odalisque
Ebm Ab B B/F#
They will rend you, terribly
Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab
Stitch from stitch 'til all
Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab B B/F#
Your linen limbs will fall
Ab B C# x2

CHORUS

Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab  Ab  B B
Lazy lady had a baby girl
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab
Ab  Ab  B  C# 
And a sweet sound it made
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab
Ab  B B
Raised on pradies, peanut shells and dirt
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab 
Ab  Ab  B  C#
In a railroad cul-de-sac
C# Eb
And what do we do with ten baby shoes
B C#m
A kit bag full of marbles and a broken billiard cue?
B
What do we do?
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C# x2
What do we do?

CHORUS 2

Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab
Ab  B B
Fifteen stitches will mend those britches right
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab 
Ab  Ab  B  C#
And them rip them down again
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab
Ab  B B
Sapling switches will rend those rags alright
Ab  Ab  Ab  B  C#  / Ab 
Ab  Ab  B  C#
What a sweet sound it makes
C# Ab
And what we do with ten dirty Jews
B C#m
A thirty-ought full of rock salt and a warm afternoon?
B
What do we do?
Bb
What do we do?

BRIDGE

Bb
Lay your belly under mine
Bb                     B Bb
Naked under me, under me
Bb
Such a filthy dimming shine
Bb                      B                  A#*
The way you kick and scream, kick and scream
Bb Bb/A Bb
Bb Bb/A Ab Bb

CHORUS

C# Eb
And what do we with ten baby shoes
B C#m
A kit bag full of marbles and broken billiard cue?
B
What do we do?
Ab Ab Ab B C#
What do we do?
Ab Ab Ab B C#
Ab Ab Ab B C#  / Ab

OUTRO

Ab B B
Lazy lady had a baby girl
Ab
And a sweet sound it made



VI. Cocoon

Originally tabbed by: Unregistered

INTRO

(Dmaj7 Gmaj7) x2

VERSE 1

Dmaj7                            Gmaj7
This cocoon, caught in Vesuvius' shadow
                Dmaj7
Only the ashes remain
    Gmaj7
And I waited there for you
             Dmaj7      Gmaj7
Why couldn't you?

VERSE 2

Dmaj7                               Gmaj7
Here we lie waiting for something to startle
                           Dmaj7
To shake us from gravity's pull
    Gmaj7
And so sleeping hours are through
            Dmaj7       Gmaj7
What can we do?

PRE-CHORUS

     Bm                    Gmaj7           Em7
The sorry conclusion, the low dirty war, it happened before you came to
     Bm                    Gmaj7
But this is solution, and this is amends
     Em7
The joke always tends to come true
     C                        Am                 E
But there on your windowsill over the unmoving platoon
 C                      Am                      E
Written in paperback, view to the quarterback's room
    G
Under waning moon

CHORUS

      D/F#        Dm/F     Em
This quiet serves only to hide you
  Bm/F#  Em
Provide you
       G          Gm                       Dmaj7  Gmaj7
What I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you

Dmaj7 Gmaj7

VERSE 3

Dmaj7                               Gmaj7
Take this palm, follow the lines here are written
                                  Dmaj7
And script out the rest of your life
  Gmaj7
And feel your fingers falling slack 
               Dmaj7       Gmaj7
And all folding back

PRE-CHORUS

     Bm                    Gmaj7           
The tainted election, the hole in the sky
Em7
Command what is tried, what is true
     Bm                    Gmaj7
But without solution, with feet on the ground
Em7
It won't make a sound 'til you're through
     C                        Am
So loosen your shoulder blades
                              E
This is your hour to make due
     C                        Am 
Because there on the timberline
                                  E
Deep cold November shines through
           G
Soft and absolute

CHORUS

      D/F#        Dm/F     Em
This quiet serves only to hide you
  Bm/F#  Em
Provide you
       G          Gm                       Dmaj7  Gmaj7
What I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you


VII. Grace Cathedral Hill

Originally tabbed by: Unregistered

VERSE 1

G                   
Grace Cathedral hill, 
       Em
All wrapped in the bones of a setting sun,
            C
All dust and stone and moribund.
             D
I paid twenty-five cents to light
    D7               
A little white candle 
  G
For a New Year's day
  Em
I sat and watched it burn away 
     C
Then turned and weaved through the slow decay.
         D                   
We were both a little hungry 
       D7
So we went to get a hotdog.
G                      
Down the Hyde St. Pier, 
         Em
The light was slight and disappeared.
       C                          
The air, it sunk of fish and beer. 
   D
We heard a superman trumpet
         D7
Play the National Anthem.

CHORUS

C                  G          Em 
And the world may belong for you, 
   C              G       Em
But he'll never belong to you.
  C                
But on a motorbike, 
 Cm                      D                 D7
When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight,
                 C          D
Are you feeling better now?
            G                  Em
Are you feeling be...ttttter..nooooww.
           C                 Cm
Are you feeling better now?

VERSE 2

G                   
Some way to greet the year: 
         Em
Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears. 
            C
The pilgrims, pills and tourist here 
         D
All sing "Fifty three bucks 
    D7              
To buy a brand new halo."

I'm sweet on a green-eyed girl, 
         Em
All fiery Irish clip and curl, 
            C
All brine and piss and vinegar. 
         D
I paid twenty-five vents to light 
    D7              
A little white candle.

CHORUS

C                  G          Em 
And the world may belong for you, 
   C              G       Em
But he'll never belong to you.
  C                
But on a motorbike, 
 Cm                      D                 D7
When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight,
                 C          D
Are you feeling better now?
            G                  Em
Are you feeling be...ttttter..nooooww.
           C                 Cm
Are you feeling better now?

OUTRO

G Em     C    Cm
(La..la...la...la...) x2



VIII. The Legionnaire's Lament

Originally tabbed by: letdown00

VERSE 1

      Dm                    F
I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair,
             G                  Bb      A
Hoping for a Frigidaire to come passing by.
     Dm                      F
I am on reprieve, lacking my joise de vivre,
           G                 Bb     A
Missing my gay Paree in this desert dry.

VERSE 2

      Dm                        F
And I wrote my girl, told her I would not return,
               G                   Bb           A   
I've terribly taken a turn for the worse now, I fear.  
               Dm
It's been a year or more
                              F
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore, 
              G          
Fighting in a foreign war, 
      Bb            A
So far away from my home.

CHORUS

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards 
         Gm                             Bb    
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream).
          F                 C                       
With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars 
       Gm                            Bb    
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine.
        Bbm                               Dm  
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again.
      F                G    Bb    A
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum

VERSE 3

      Dm                    F
Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of laudanum, 
               G                   Bb       A
Longing for the old fecundity of my homeland.  
      Dm                    F
Curses to this mirage!  A bottle of ancient Shiraz!  
               G                             Bb           A
The smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears. 
      Dm                    F
On the old left bank, my baby in a charabanc, 
               G                   Bb           A
Riding up the width and length of the Champs Elysee.

CHORUS

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards 
         Gm                             Bb    
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream).
          F                 C                       
With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars 
       Gm                            Bb    
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine.
        Bbm                               Dm  
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again.
      F                G          Bb    A
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum

BRIDGE

Dm    F    G    Bb  A

CHORUS

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards 
         Gm                             Bb    
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream).
          F                 C                       
With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars 
       Gm                            Bb    
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine.
        Bbm                               Dm  
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again.

OUTRO

         C              Gm              Bb
Be back again, be back again, O be back again.
            F            C            Gm           Bb  Bbm   
Oh oh oh oh oh, la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh
F    C    Gm    Bb  Bbm  Dm 


IX. Clementine

INTRO

(D G A) x2

VERSE 1

D                 G     A
You slept in your overalls
D          G         A
After the wrecking ball
D           G            A
Bereft you of house and home
D                    G        A
And left you with sweet fuck-all

CHORUS

       Bm
So we got in your car
           G
With our kickabout hearts
         Em                   A
And we hollered out 'sweet clementine'

VERSE 2

D                 G      A
Tell your mom to marry us
D            G    A
a candle to carry us
D                  G         A
with cans on our bicycle fenders
D              G     A
so sweet and hilarious

CHORUS

Bm
And we'll find us a home
          G
Built of packaging foam
           Em                      A 
That will be there 'til after we die

BRIDGE

(D G A)x5

VERSE 3

D                   G    A
And, i'll play the clarinet
D                     G    A 
Use clamshells for castinets
D                 G                A
We play with our bags on our shoulders
D              G     A
My sweet lady lioness

CHORUS

       Bm
And I watch as you sleep
        G
So indelibly deep
       Em                     A
And I hum to you sweet clementine

(D G A) x5


X. California One/Youth And Beauty Brigade

DROP D TUNING

INTRO: D  Em F#m G Em D

VERSE 1

D                       Em
Take a long drive with me
                                 D
On California one, On California one
                         Em
Take a long drive with me
                                 D
On California one, On California one

CHORUS

And the road a-winding goes
               Gm                     D
From golden gate to roaring cliff-side
                                        Gm                      D
And the light is softly low as our hearts become sweetly untied
              C G                 D
Beneath the sun of California one

VERSE 2

                        Em
Take a long dram with me
                                      D
Of California wine, of California wine
                        Em
Take a long dram with me
                                      D
Of California wine, of California wine

CHORUS

And the wine it tastes so sweet
        Gm                  D
As we lay our eyes to wander

And the sky, it stretches deep
           Gm                    D
Will we rest our heads to slumber
            C
Beneath the vines of California wine?
D           C   G                  D
Beneath the sun of California One

BRIDGE

D Asus4 D

D+ Em G Em G D+

               D+
Annabelle lies, sleeps with quiet eyes
       G  Em     G    Em
On this sea-drift sun
                D+
What can you do?

And if I said, O it's in your head
       G  Em     G    Em
On this sea-drift sun
                D+
What can you do?



D
We're calling all bed wetters and ambulance chasers

Poor picker-pockets bring 'em in



D/F#          G                        D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
D/F#          G                        D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade


We're lining up the light-loafers

And the bored bench warmers

Castaways and cutouts, fill it up


D/F#          G                       D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
D/F#          G                       D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
 Em          F#m             G
Nothing will stand in our way


                   A       D            G
I figured I had paid my debt to society
   F#m                  Em        G
By paying my overdue fines at the Multnomah County Library, at

the library they said son, go join up
D           G                       D
go join the youth and beauty brigade'



D/F#          G                       D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
D/F#          G                       D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
D/F#          G                       D
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
Em          F#m             G
Nothing will stand in our way
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Upnorth97 wrote on January 19 2013, 04:09 pm

I actually believe that it is command/control F

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fruitloof wrote on January 19 2013, 09:11 pm

Sorry. I'll fix that.

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