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| + | ===== A third version (the one he plays live) ===== | ||
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| + | Standard | ||
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| + | A D | ||
| + | The rain fell all night and it kept me awake | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | It was still falling by morning. | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | It was hard to take. | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | And you were sleeping on the floor, | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Breathing free and even. | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | If I ever want to drive myself insane, | ||
| + | B E | ||
| + | All I have to do is watch you breathing. | ||
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| + | And at 5 AM, I turned the radio on, | ||
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| + | And an old mans voice sang a short sweet song, | ||
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| + | And then the static roared again hungry for blood. | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | I could heard the rain falling from the rain spout | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Down, down, down, down into the sweet wet mud. | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | And you punched out all the windows, | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | And the wind began to wail, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | And you gathered your hair behind your head | ||
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| + | Like God was gonna catch you by the pony tail. | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | And then the old voice crackled through the static, | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | And I felt young and alive, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | And the hair stood up on the back of my neck; | ||
| + | B | ||
| + | We were rising from the grave again, yeah yeah. | ||
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| + | Tabbed by Trevor Smith | ||
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