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Four Seasons chords

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I play this on capo IV because it makes it super easy but feel free to transpose up if you like

C (strum once)    C          Em    Em      C
When I come home it will be with, someone else's blood on my shirt
C       F                             F         Dm
Another county's dirt on the knees of my ripped jeans
Dm                Dm         C
And I won't wanna talk about it.

mess around with these chords during the break
C F Dm G C

C                    C        Em
What you prise from 'tween my fingers,
Em       C                        C         F                   F  Dm
That the devil speaks in Scottish brogue, a love life under two shadows.
                    Dm         C
But you don't wanna talk about it.

Am                        G                       C
The bus stands still, the landscape scrolls right by
(I love you more than ever)
Am                   G                  C
Dual carriageway and landfill line both sides
(I love you more than ever)
    
Am                 G             C
And when I lay you down we'll be beneath,
(I love you more than ever)
Am                  G                C
duck feather duvet, new clean cotton sheets.
(I love you more than ever)

      Dm                 Am                  Em                C
Something verdant, something blooming, something golden, something dead.
    Dm          Am                 Em            C
Cut into uneven quarters, all four seasons in my head.
      Dm                 Am                  Em                C
Something verdant, something blooming, something golden, something dead.
    Dm          Am                 Em            C
Cut into uneven quarters, all four seasons in my head.
      Dm                 Am                  Em                C
Something verdant, something blooming, something golden, something dead.
    Dm          Am                 Em            C
Cut into uneven quarters, all four seasons in my head.

C                C              Em
As you bathe the stains from my skin
Em   C                    C           F                 F   Dm
Only dirt is washed away, cos all the bad lays far more deep
                       Dm          C
Please, I don't wanna talk about it.

            
            
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