===== From TG&Y =====
"From TG&Y"
The Mountain Goats
Transcribed by Jon A.
D: xx0232
Dmaj7/9: xx0220
D6/9: xx0200
G: 320033
Em: x79987
D(type II): x57775
Em7: 022030
C: x32010
A: x02220
A7sus4: x02030
Bm: x24432
E7: 020100
A7: x02020
F#m: 244222
Intro: D Dmaj7/9 D6/9 G
Em D(type II) Em7* A
(*On the recorded version, John plays Em7, but live he plays C.)
D Dmaj7/9 D6/9 G
Out behind the safeway just before the flood
Em D(type II)
Huffed some cans of spray paint
A7sus4* A
And began to vomit blood.
(*On the recorded version, John plays A7sus4 here, but live he usually plays C for all three verses.)
G D
One more night in this town's
Bm G
Gonna break me I just know
G D A D
Hang on to your dreams 'til someone makes you let them go.
Stumbled on down indian hill,
Tail between my legs
Sick taste in my mouth
C A
Folger's Crystals and hard boiled eggs
If I can't run away tonight
I don't know what I'll do
Hang on to your dreams 'til someone beats them out of you
E7 A7 D G
Do what you have to do
E7 A7 D
Go where you have to go
F#m G A
When the time comes to loosen up your grip, you'll know
Called my friend in New York
Three thousand miles away
C A
Halfway through her metamorphosis, nothing I could say
Poured my small resentments like rare and priceless gems
Hang on to your dreams until there's nothing left of them
D Dmaj7/9 D6/9 G
Em D(type II) G A
G D Bm G
G D A D
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Tabbed by Matt McDermott/Runningdog of the Mountain-Goats.com forums
Dmaj7 - xx0222
D6 - xx0202
D Dmaj7 D6 G
out behind the safeway just before the flood
Em D
huffed some cans of spray paint
C A
and begin to vomit blood.
G D
one more night in this town
F#m G
is gonna break me I just know.
G D A D
hang on to your dreams 'til someone makes you let them go.
stumbled on down indian hill,
tail between my legs.
sick taste in my mouth
folger's crystals and hard boiled eggs
if I can't run away tonight
I don't know what I'll do
hang on to your dreams 'til someone beats them out of you.
E7 A7 D G
do what you have to do.
E7 A7 D
go where you have to go.
F#m G A
when the time comes to loosen up your grip, you'll know.
called my friend in new york
three thousand miles away
half way through her metamorphosis, nothing I could say.
poured my small resentments like rare and priceless gems
hang on to your dreams until there's nothing left of them.