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+ | ===== A third version (the one he plays live) ===== | ||
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+ | Standard | ||
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+ | 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. | ||
+ | | ||
+ | And at 5 AM, I turned the radio on, | ||
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+ | And an old mans voice sang a short sweet song, | ||
+ | | ||
+ | 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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