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Vacant Moan ukulele

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Vacant Moan 

Capo on VII
When playing the G chord play the highest to notes open

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Intro
Em - G    
Am

Em                           Am
All of my sins just burn away
Em                           Am
Left longing for returning days
Em                           Am
Saw spiders reaching for my bed
Em                           Am
Left home never returned again

C     Am       Em
I plant my feet
C      Am      Em
I left the ground
C      Am     Em
I sought the wind too
C      Am          B
I fought the sound

Em      C      G       Am
All my all my all my own
Em      C      G       Am
Could have grasped a vacant moan
Em      C      G       Am
Then the hush of violence 
Em      C      G       Am
Crushed the pride of naked wind
Em      C      G       Am
Dance the dance of broken veins 
Em      C      G       Am
By the hands of all attained
Em      C      G       Am
Look what's left of my bled heart 
Em      C      G       Am
Left before you from the start

(same chords as the first verse)
I trust these words won't save my fall
Won't bother her from last night's ball
We barely spoke and now we're dead
Left maybe from this world instead

I plant my feet
I left the ground
I sought the wind too
I fought this out

Am B C B (the little riff between the verse and the bridge)

Em                             G              
Rip out the leather of her nice corvette
Am
Leave it on the shoulder faced away from the street
Em                             G 
Bother all the fathers make sure they're asleep
Am
Bleed all the spiders taste their bones for a week
Em                             G 
And if that corpse decided to weep
Am
Chop it up in thirds and let her face recede
Em                             G 
Sip from the liver that kept her wet
Am
Wrap it up in folded sheets somewhere she slept
Em                             G 
Bother all the fathers make sure they're asleep
Am
Bleed all the spiders taste their bones for a week

All my all my all my own
Could have grasped a vacant moan
Then the hush of violence 
Crushed the pride of naked wind
Dance the dance of broken veins 
By the hands of all attained
Left before you all the same
Broken from the start   

            
            
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