WARNING: You are trying to view
content from Ultimate-Guitar.com
in an unauthorized application,
which is prohibited.
Please use an official Ultimate
Guitar Tabs application for iPhone,
iPad or Android to access legitimate
chords, guitar, bass, and drum tabs
from Ultimate-Guitar.com database.
Type "ultimate guitar tabs" in Apple
App Store's or Android Market's
search to find the application.
Tabbed mostly from this performance:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yYn0Iw7sTg
This is the basic intro riff, she adds different embellishments sometimes.
Strumming pattern and lyrics aren't exact.
C G C G Am Am
e|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0--------------0-0------------------|
B|-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1-----1-1--------------1-1------------------|
G|-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----2-2--------0-----2-2--------0---------|
D|-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2------0-------2-2------0-----------|
A|--3---------------3---------------0-------3-2------0-------3-2-------------|
E|----------3---------------3------------------------------------------------|
F G C C
e|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------|
B|-----1-1-1-1-----3-3-3-3-----1-1-1-1-----1-1-1-1---------------------------|
G|-----2-2-2-2-----4-4-4-4-----0-0-0-0-----0-0-0-0---------------------------|
D|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5-----2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2---------------------------|
A|-----3-3-3-3-----5-5-5-5--3--3-3-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------|
E|--1--1-1-1-1--3--3-3-3-3---------------------------------------------------|
C Am F G C
Time takes the years from out of our hides, wait for the bells with bated breath
C Am F G C
And the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea, teeth take the cake and strawberry sweets
Am E F G C
I heard from a baby bird that you crushed it's momma's bones
Am E F G C
Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say, say it ain't so
Am E F G C
I'm immune, I'm immune to no one, love is a luxury that I can't quite afford
Am E F G C
I call it by name and it walks out my door, perhaps I shouldn't hold it so tightly anymore
Intro: C G C G Am Am F G C C
C Am F G C
The smoke builds a plume, how it stifles my perfume
C Am F G C
And the paint on the walls in your room, make for a pretty, make this a pretty little june
Am E F G C
And I never wanna see you, I never wanna see you again, but I long to see you soon
Am E F G C
For a heart, it is as stark and sad as a single laugh in a funeral parlor
Am E F G C
And my argument is as senseless as picking up pennies, picking up pennies from the snow
Am E F G C
And loneliness, she can be a whore, I take her to bed and I'm sure she won't be there in the morning
Am E F G C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the bangles on your wrist?
Am E F G C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the tangles in your hair?
Am E F G C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than to be the colors of your eyes?
Am E F G C
Oh lord, what more could we be for, than the notches, the notches of your spine?
Am E F G C
Look me in my face, don't you be disgraceful, oh lord, oh please say it isn't so
Am E F G C
What more, what more could we be for, than the change clanging in your pockets?
F G Am
The pennies falling from your hands into the snow
F G C
The pennies falling from your hands into the snow