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From fourwordmktg@earthlink.net Sun Apr 27 11:26:49 1997
Date: Mon, 21 Apr 1997 18:20:20 -0400
From: JD
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: Martin's Song by the Jayhawks
Martin's Song
The Jayhawks
from "Hollywood Town Hall" (American Recordings, 1992)
transcribed by John Davidson and someone else who deserves
credit...can't remember who that was...
Intro
G Am D Am x2
Verse 1
G Am D G
He's only six years old, that old Killer died.
G Am D G
Put him down in a great big hole, I'm filling up all the time.
G Am D G
See the buildings rise up to the sky, Parking meters, traffic cops.
G Am D G
You'd best watch your record son, they'll come an' lock you up.
Chorus
G D
I've been working all night.
C G
I go along into the day.
G D
Ain't got much money now.
C Am7 G
Got the time ahead, I got the time ahead to pay
Smoke and lightning, dressed to kill.
Don't talk to strangers, that's all you know.
Forty years of Sun death, the daylights still not over yet.
You should live to see evening fall, doctors working overtime.
Too much of a good thing is not enough, stepping stones, building
blocks.
Repeat chorus
The above is the "Hollywood Town Hall" version, on "Blue Earth"
the second verse is slightly different, some of the lyrics are
difficult to make out but I think it is the following :-
Smoke and lightning, dressed to kill.
Don't talk to strangers, girl take the pill
Forty years of Sun death, acid rain is falling on my head.
Bush raids on the rise, doctors working overtime.
Too much of a good thing is not enough, stepping stones, building
blocks.
From sylcab@dwp.ci.la.ca.us Thu May 8 17:31:03 1997
Date: Mon, 28 Apr 1997 21:09:29 -0700
From: Sylmar Converter Station Control Room
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: Jayhawks
Martin's Song
By Jayhawks
by Chris (sylcab@ladwp.com)
Verse: G Am D Am G
Chorus: D C G D C** G
Solo over Verse, Then to chorus
C** = 8 end ----3--------3----------|
8 0---0---01---1-1----0-|
7-bend-9
Riff over G in Verse
0------1-0-----------------|
0--------0-----------------|
0--------0-----------------|
0---02---0-----------------| Good Luck !!