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New Mexico Song Chords

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So i noticed the other tab that's basically correct had the chord names under the 
lyrics, instead of on top of them which was really confusing.  I fixed them to be 
in standard tab format, and corrected a couple lyrics.


Intro 
C G Am F

      C                 G                            
As he lights an American spirit
  Am              F      
He asks how I can smoke such shit 
               

C G Am F

  C                       G  
I say there's nothing like chaining
Am     F                   
G-P-C ciggarettes.
   C                G                  
Cuz any smokes will kill ya
    Am                 F                 
But these will make you feel like it.
Am          C          
I sit back down,
      G              Dm
on the parking lot curb
Am                   C
And remember back to February
G             Dm
The trip to Hartford
   C             G
And five minutes ago
      Am                 F
He was passed out on the staircase
C                     G
Trying to make it to his appartment
Am                F
but not making it all the way.
C               G                    
  And now he's driving us
   Am            F   
100 miles an hour down the interstate
C       G                
Another beer in his hand
Am                   F
Swearin' we won't be late.
Am                            C
That was before everyone moved to New Mexico.
Am              C
They all left a couple of months ago
Am         C          G     Dm
Until the day my friend
      Am           C             G          Dm
When I sleep on the floor of your van again
Am               C                 G       Dm
I'll be waiting in this parking lot,
         Am     C     G            Am             C
and in my dreams, I am dirty broke, beautiful, and free.
Dm          Am                C                        G      Am
   My hands clenched in a fist, and my face in a smile, after hitching to
    C
many miles.


Not really sure whats played here, I just play C G Am F twice over, which fits nicely.

Am        C        G     Dm   Am     C       G         Dm
We aren't revolutionaries,    but we are the revolution.
       Am                  C                  G               Dm
And sometimes I think that the whole movement is just me and you
     Am            C             G              Dm
And maybe we'd all be better off if that was true 
    Am                C             G       Dm
Cuz then we'd at least know where we stand
    Am                C                      G        Dm
And we could tell our comrades apart from the man
    C              G
cuz if the world isn't that simple
Am                     F
Maybe this town is at least
    C                       G                Am                 F
And if I'm not marching with them for war I'm sure not marching with you for 

peace
C      G       Am           F
Class traitor? What fucking ever!
   C             G           Am           F
I'm just another middle class kid, too.
    C                 G             Am           F
But if I'm not good at changing, I'm good at self loathing

   C         G                Am           F 
So I'll class hate myself with you.
Am                      C
May our only occupation be not having a job
Am                          C
And may the only cocktails that we make be molotov
Am        C        G Dm       Am                C            G           Dm
May that day be now,      and for as many days after that as we know how
Am            C            G       Dm
It starts in this parking lot, 
          Am    C      G          Am
and in my dreams, I am dirty broke beautiful
   C    Dm         Am                C                        G
and free. My hands clenched in a fist, and my face in a smile, after 
Am                C
hitching too many miles.
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Kleekl wrote on October 5 2010, 08:46 am

Thanks! you rock bro!

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CyberK007 wrote on March 11 2011, 12:55 am

Ah yes finally a legible version. The others were right, but this is much easier to use. Thanks a lot man!

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