When We Were Writers

Indigo Girls

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  • D
  • D/A
  • D/C#
  • D/F#
  • E
  • Em
  • F
  • Fm
  • G
  • G/B
  • Gm
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Tom:
D Em A G [Verse 1]
D Em Look a gift horse in the mouth go get a job
A G Last best deal I ever got was a quarter for a beer on the quad
D Em Nevilles singing on a makeshift stage you sittin' on a towel in the shade
A G Came from a foreign town and you smoked a joint with Jackson Browne [Pre-Chorus 1]
D D/C# G/B D/A What if my pain won’t deliver me
E G A What if my stasis crushes me with boredom
D D/C# G/B D/A If I read into everything you say to me
Em D/F# G A I will never get the meaning of your words like when you wrote them [Chorus 1]
D Em D/F# C When we were writers when we were fighters
G A Before we found purpose and made deals with God
D Em D/F# C Let’s pull an all nighter push wood in the fire
G A It might just look like smoke in my eyes but I’m still burning in - [Interlude] side
[Interlude]
D Em A G [Verse 2]
D Em Some sailed the calmer seas serial monogamy
A G Best trip I ever took was on the ship that I wrecked and how I got set free
D Em Strange boy in the Vegas summer Dancing by the pool to a different drummer
A G Maybe a heat mirage or a message in camouflage [Pre-Chorus 2]
D D/C# G/B What if I thought that the best of me
D/A E G A Spending my days doing just fine
D D/C# G/B D/A To short change my true full capacity
Em D/F# G A And recognize it just when I was running out of time [Chorus 2]
D Em D/F# C When we were writers we were igniters
G A Blisters to callus to scars from the war
D Em D/F# C The sentence gets tighter the impact grows wider
G A When nothing is wasted nor chances denied [Bridge]
Em D/F# I’ve had my day in the sun that’s no lie
G A But I’m still burning inside
F G The slings and arrows the passage narrows
C Fm The story harrowing the word becomes flesh
D Gm Wrestle the beast that leaves you diminished
Em D/F# G A It’s alright you will never be finished [End-Chorus]
D Em D/F# C When you’re a writer when you’re a fighter
G A Easy to be cruel better to be kind
D Em D/F# C Plow through the stalks of your heart’s tinder box
G A Flint to the rock and you’ll find you’re still burning in - [Outro] side [Outro]
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