I Saw My Twin

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[Verse]
E                             A
I saw my twin working in a Waffle House
    E                          A
The first birds of morning cackled from the graveyard
E
In walked the entourage
             A
Big silver bus in the mountains
E
Her full hands leapt like fleas on a dog
 A
Belonging without alternative

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The waitress jumped over the table
And begged,
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"Can I take your picture?"
    C#m                             E   A
West Virginia, this is how it's done
B                        A
You take the money and you just run

[Interlude]
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This is the solo, maybe it will sound better if you play it an octave higher depending on your 
set up
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[Verse]

E                                               A
Try not to look at the look on the nun in the corner booth

     E
It invites nobody in
 A
It's a great black hole of providence

(on this part she plays regular shaped chords with distortion)

E                                                          A
Please take pity upon the heart that lives in me

E
I have to turn away now, I can't stand watching

A
old ladies eat


B
The waitress gazes over our table

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Big silver bus is long gone


C#m
West Virginia, this is how it's done
E                                     A
Sir, could you be a little more gentle?

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Unprofitable servant!

C#m                                    E      A
Pennsylvania, the 6 A.M. cold sun

B                         A
Leaves me waiting on the thread of someone