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"Awake in the Dirt" - Kevin Devine (GDB)
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This song was inspired by the book "American Pastoral" by Philip Roth.
It's tentative title was "Merry Levov" (after the female radical character).
INTRO | Chorus | Break 1 | Break 2 |
Bm: x24432 | Bb: 013300 | (G): 320032 | C: 032010 |
G: 355433 | A: 002220 | | Em: 022000 |
Gb: 244222 | | | Am: 002210 |
Gb7: 24x322 | | | |
D: 000323 | (D): 057700 | | |
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
Dad I k[G]now
You can't [Gb]see
My actions[Gb7] as
A plea for p[Bm]eace
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
You can't get p[G]ast
The rocks stained [Gb]red
The nail-bomb b[Gb7]last
The doctor d[Bm]ead
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
Your prairie dr[G]eam
Your liberal he[Gb]art
Your patient m[Gb7]ind
You father's a[Bm]rms
--ALT VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
They just won't [G]do
They just can't [Gb]fit
It's them, not [Gb7]Marx
You can blame for t[D]his
--CHORUS:
D Bb -> A -> D
Alive in the dirt
[D]Alive in the d[G]irt
I'm at p[Gb7]eace, sainted and wa[Bm]iting
G (see below for notes)
For my perfect pain to speak through me again
--BREAK 1:
Bm > (G) > Gb > Gb7
--VERSE:
[Bm]Dad I found G[G]od
Through Vie[Gb]tnam
My Lai's gr[Gb7]aves
And Agent Or[Bm]ange
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
See we live li[G]ves
We must ch[Gb]oose
Our bombs spoke l[Gb7]oud
So I spoke, [Bm]too
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
Then disappea[G]red,
Ten miles from h[Gb]ome
a Newark [Gb7]slum
Where you won't [Bm]go
--ALT VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
It's here I've fo[G]und
My higher s[Gb]elf
A life that w[Gb7]orks
And suits me w[D]ell
--ALT CHORUS:
D Bb -> A -> D
I pray for the dirt
[D]I pray for the d[G]irt
And I [Gb7]ask to suffer in si[Bm]lence
[Bb]To stay here in hell, ohh[G]hhhhh
--BREAK 2:
C Ab -> G -> C
Awake in the dirt, ohhhhh-ohhhh-ohhhhh
C Ab -> G -> Em
Awake in the dirt, ohhhhh-ohhhh-ohhhhh
[Em]Awake in the d[Am]irt, now.
G (see below for notes)
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
My stutter li[G]fts
My words come cl[Gb]ear
Your little g[Gb7]irl
She's just not h[Bm]ere
--VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
I am s[G]ure
That at my d[Gb]eath
The truth will f[Gb7]loat
on God's sweet b[Bm]reath
--ALT VERSE:
Bm (-carried over-)
Until that ti[G]me
don't ask for [Gb]me
Behind this [Gb7]veil
is where I'll [D]be
--CHORUS:
D Bb -> A -> D
At one with the dirt
[D]At one with the d[G]irt
I'm at p[Gb7]eace, sainted and wa[Bm]iting
G (see below for notes)
For my perfect pain to speak through me for good
-OUTRO:
Bm -> G -> Gb -> Gb7
Bm -> G -> Gb -> Gb7
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Not absolutely sure about this next part, but it is a rough estimate.
--CHORUS NOTES:
[G] [G] [D]
e-(?)---------------------------------|
B-(?)-5-----5---(?)----------7--------|
G--0--------0---(?)----------7--------| Then the "Bm" in the next
D--0--------5--------7-5-4---5--------| verse comes immediately after
A--5--------5-------------------------|
E--3--------3-------------------------|
Per-fect pain to s t m again
V ^ V ^ V V V ^
