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Hi there,

The whole Song is basically one pattern that loops, I´m not sure if it´s 100% accurate
but in my Opinion it sounds damn good. Have Fun and support Will if able :)

No Capo

You pick or strum this:

a C* C F x3
a C* F C x1

    Am
e|---0---|
B|---1---|
G|---2---|
D|---2---|
A|---0---|
E|---x---|

     C*
e|---0---|
B|---1---|
G|---0---|
D|---0---|
A|---2---|
E|---3---|

     C
e|---0---|
B|---1---|
G|---0---|
D|---2---|
A|---3---|
E|---x---|

     F
e|---0---|
B|---1---|
G|---2---|
D|---3---|
A|---3---|
E|---x---|


After each "Until the Grass gets greener on our side" and as an Intro Will picks a Riff,
he uses some Hammer-Ons and picking skills, but I think this is the basic pattern:


     C                   Am       C*      F 
e|---0-0------0----3-3---0-----0-----0---0-0------0---|
B|---1-1------1----0-0---1-----1-----0---1-1------1---|
G|---x-x---------------------------------x-x--h2--x---|
D|---2-2-----------------2---------------3-3------3---|
A|----------3----------------0------------------------|
E|-----------------3-3------------3-------------------|

I took the Lyrics from a Comment (Salvatore Pisciotta) on Youtube, not sure about
every Line but most of it should be right: 

    Am       C*    C      F 
For twenty winters I was cold,
    Am     C*     C            F
and on my heart there settled snow.
     Am       C*   C       F
The darkest places I would roam,
  Am             C*     F      C
looking for a medicine for my soul.
     Am        C*        C        F
My friends and I would chase the stars,
     Am          C*     C           F
and from those battles we're still scarred.
      Am        C*    C        F
We'd feed ourselves from the tombs
          Am        C*      F     C
and the dungeons 'neath the city loom.
          Am   C*        C         F
And I'd often pray as I roamed the street
          Am    C*       C      F
that an angel might fall at my feet,
       Am   C*       C      F
that every time the morning came,
     Am       C*      F     C
a blanket of ice lay on my brain.
        Am       C*        C      F
As the city burned in the rebel scream,
          Am    C*   C        F
from my attic window I could dream,
       Am    C*        C      F
and I told myself to give it time,
           Am        C*     F       C
'til the grass gets greener on our side


     Am    C*              C               F
In early spring when the lambs are still blind,
     Am     C*         C        F
I walked across this land of mine,
        Am        C*        C       F
and the wheel as wild as a foreign land,
    Am     C*         F     C
I took my first steps as a man.
      Am     C*       C        F
In a sleepy town, I stopped to rest
          Am         C*       C      F
where the winds hit heavy along the cliffs.
         Am      C*     C        F
That's where I saw her standing there
      Am        C*       F          C
with big brown eyes and long brown hair;
          Am        C*        C       F
Where she looked at me with a face so kind,
          Am         C*         C          F
like I'd known her since the beginning of time.
       Am     C*     C     F
And we fell into another tense,
             Am        C*        F        C
where the machines of war don't make no sense;
           Am         C*          C           F
where the money's as empty as the barrel of a gun;
          Am       C*     C       F
where the winter never seemed to come.
         Am        C*              C          F
Well I don't need money when I've got your eyes,
          Am        C*        C      F
'til the grass gets greener on our side.


         Am           C*    C     F
Well I'd build you a house by the sea
         Am            C*         C     F
with a blue and white door and an apple tree,
        Am           C*        C      F
and from there we'll see the summer's by,
    Am        C*        F       C
taking or leaving the world outside;
    Am            C*    C     F
as them politicians come and go,
           Am             C*        C      F
and they'll build their empires and their roads.
       Am       C*        C      F
We'll hide behind the rolling hills,
            Am       C*       F      C
and they'll hide behind their dollar bills,
          Am         C*    C     F
and they'll claim that they are law,
      Am              C*        C       F  
and all they've ever had's them cannon balls,
           Am      C*        C       F
which they fire through the setting sun.
     Am           C*       F         C
The sun doesn't care what they have done.
       Am         C*        C       F
We'll bury the ground beneath our feet,
        Am          C*          C       F
for our blue and white door and our apple tree,
        Am        C*         C      F
and I'll take care of your worried mind
          Am       C*        F       C
until the grass gets greener on our side


     Am      C*       C       F
And if our grass stays golden brown,
        Am        C*    C      F
from the shadows cast upon the ground,
  Am      C*          C          F
buy me a brush and a tin of green dye,
      Am            C*      F             C
and I'll paint the grass 'neath the Autumn sky.
  Am               C*       C        F
And if a stranger rests between our hearts,
   Am         C*     C       F
if death should ever do us part,
 Am              C*     C    F
and our molecules turn into dust,
Am         C*        F       C
we'll travel through this universe,
     Am        C*     C      F
and in a thousand trillion years,
    Am        C*         C             F
on a fire of planet through the stratosphere,
    Am         C*        C          F
where you and I will be together again,
         Am           C*        F         C    
because love doesn't care about time and space.
      Am          C*       C     F
But instead of humans, we will be
   Am         C*        C       F
two little rocks on a windswept beach,
    Am         C*      C           F
and we'll sit there for the rest of time
         Am       C*        F       C
'til the grass gets greener on our side.

            
            
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gduda1776 10 Mar 07, 2016 06:19 AM

Sounds pretty spot on :D

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declan17 56 Mar 31, 2017 04:24 PM

Theres a video of him playing it live here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dun0Bda0PUo

You should be able to see what he's doing.

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