Cold Beer And Cigarettes (acoustic) by David Bazan
[Bb] [F]
A [C]white ghost, making his way up the west coast Trying to focus his
[Bb]high hopes on a vagina or [Am]two He's [Bb]taking his [F]chances
[C]Meanwhile, back in his living room Bright smiles are watching his toddler
run [Bb]speed trials Over a grandmother's [Am]rug And [Bb]nature [F]advances
[Ab]Up the [F]inter[Bb]state [G]He's been [Cm]awake And pr[Ab]etty dr[Bb]unk for th[G]ree whole
[Ab]Days. No one [F]wants to [Bb]stop [G]Until they [Cm]get to [Bb]where they're [Ab]going
I'll [Cm]get to [Bb]where I'm [Ab]going [G]pretty soon[G7]
So he [C]takes another [Gm]drink 'Cause watching the scenery [F]bleed
In[Fm]to each similar [C]scene [Am]Isn't as sweet as [G]it had [F]been in [C]his dreams
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solo over verse with slightly different ending:
[C] [Bb] [Am] [F] [F]
It's [C]faster to buy cigarettes and some cold beer If you don't rattle the
Bb F/A G
cashier By asking her back to your room. She's calling security
[F]Our car's on fire in the parking lot And nobody wants it to [C]rain
But God isn't listening So all of the windshields [F]glisten
The water and oil mix Causing the fire to [C]spread
To five or six innocent automo[G]biles [G7]Sitting in their nearby [F]spots
[Fm]What a cruel God we've [C]got
Am Em F C Dm G G7 C (sing lower octave)
Right on, right on, right on Right on, right on
Right [Am]on, right [Em]on, right [F]on[C] Right [Dm]on, right [G]on[G7]
So he [C]takes another [Gm]drink 'Cause watching the scenery [F]bleed
In[Fm]to each similar [C]scene [Am]Isn't as sweet as [G]it had [F]been in [C]his dreams
[Bb] [F]
A [C]white ghost, making his way up the west coast Trying to focus his
[Bb]high hopes on a vagina or [Am]two He's [Bb]taking his [F]chances
[C]Meanwhile, back in his living room Bright smiles are watching his toddler
run [Bb]speed trials Over a grandmother's [Am]rug And [Bb]nature [F]advances
[Ab]Up the [F]inter[Bb]state [G]He's been [Cm]awake And pr[Ab]etty dr[Bb]unk for th[G]ree whole
[Ab]Days. No one [F]wants to [Bb]stop [G]Until they [Cm]get to [Bb]where they're [Ab]going
I'll [Cm]get to [Bb]where I'm [Ab]going [G]pretty soon[G7]
So he [C]takes another [Gm]drink 'Cause watching the scenery [F]bleed
In[Fm]to each similar [C]scene [Am]Isn't as sweet as [G]it had [F]been in [C]his dreams
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solo over verse with slightly different ending:
[C] [Bb] [Am] [F] [F]
It's [C]faster to buy cigarettes and some cold beer If you don't rattle the
Bb F/A G
cashier By asking her back to your room. She's calling security
[F]Our car's on fire in the parking lot And nobody wants it to [C]rain
But God isn't listening So all of the windshields [F]glisten
The water and oil mix Causing the fire to [C]spread
To five or six innocent automo[G]biles [G7]Sitting in their nearby [F]spots
[Fm]What a cruel God we've [C]got
Am Em F C Dm G G7 C (sing lower octave)
Right on, right on, right on Right on, right on
Right [Am]on, right [Em]on, right [F]on[C] Right [Dm]on, right [G]on[G7]
So he [C]takes another [Gm]drink 'Cause watching the scenery [F]bleed
In[Fm]to each similar [C]scene [Am]Isn't as sweet as [G]it had [F]been in [C]his dreams