• A
  • A/Bb
    8
  • Aadd9
  • Asus
  • B
  • Bm
  • Bm/A
  • Bm/C#
  • D
  • Dm7
    5
  • E
  • F#
  • F#m
  • G
Tom:
G*: G**: F#*: _ _ -
E|0 E|0 E|0
B|8 B|10 B|0
G|0 G|0 G|3
D|9 D|9 D|4
A|10 A|10 A|4 E|x E|x E|2 Note: Make sure when playing the Dm7 that you bar it at the 5th fret. Intro:
Bm A
Bm Bm/C# A Aadd9
Bm F#m F#
Bm F#m F#
Bm Dm7 G* G** Bm I just finished a book with its cover torn and its pages worn.
G* G** Bm A A/Bb The story starts on the day you were born in the city.
Bm Dm7 Where movie houses stood
G* G** Bm Raised on Elvis and Hollywood.
G* G** Bm The bad guys bad and the good guys good
A A/Bb And the weight of the worlds is always on the sheriff's shoulders,
D F# There was life in the little house
Bm G Above the hospital for the dying,
G So I will keep singing,
F# A A/Bb I will keep fishing for some words in the water all around me
Bm Bm Bm Bm/A Bm/A Bm/A (same chords as first verse) The house of home shook and as the shelter broke you got a good long look At a country and class run by buzzards and crooks Mississippi! Mississippi! Through CIA and Klan Through McCarth's damn blacklist, Nixon, and Nam They tear-gassed the students but you had a plan And the weight of the world is on the sheriff's shoulders (Same as first chorus) There was life in the little house, Above the hospital for the dying. So I will keep singing, I will keep fishing for some words in this water all around me
Bm Bm A Asus A Aadd9 F#m F#m
F# F#* F# F#* F# F#*
D F# There was life in the city that night.
Bm G You found your voice and you voiced your sight.
F# G A You held your ground to help us see
D F# There's more to life than lovers and chores
Bm G There's more to life that an office at the top floor,
F# G A Somehow, someway, we all find peace,
A/Bb We all find
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