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"JACOB" by JACKOPIERCE
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CAPO 2
THE CHORDS: E---0--- ---0--- ---0--- ---0--- ---3---|
B---3--- ---3--- ---0--- ---2--- ---0---|
G---0--- ---2--- ---0--- ---2--- ---0---|
D---0--- ---0--- ---2--- ---2--- ---0---|
A---2--- ---x--- ---2--- ---0--- ---2---|
E---3--- ---x--- ---0--- ---x--- ---3---|
"G" Dsus2 Em A G (for chorus)
NOTES:
||The picking pattern is too complex for me to write out, but is is
||important that you hammer on the third fret of first string and then off
||as you strike the bass G note
||
||the A before the chorus has a suspended lick in it
||listen for the 2nd string--it goes from fret 2 to 3 to 2 to 0
||(listen and you'll understand)
VERSE:
Jacob's [G]a fine boy[Dsus2] but his parents [G]don't get along[Dsus2]
[G]They hardly [Dsus2]talk, when they do
He thinks he's [Em]done something [A]wrong
[G]He heard a[Dsus2]ll the screaming [G]as he lay down to[Dsus2] bed
[G]He should ha[Dsus2]ve been sleeping but he l[Em]istened instead[A]
(chorus) They said he's [Em]fine, it's not his[A] fault
Between the [D]lines, he somehow got [G]caught
And in our g[Em]ame, it's more like w[A]ar
I just don't think I lo[Em]ve you anymore[A]
He picke[G]d up the p[Dsus2]hone, his tears t[G]ouched the receiv[Dsus2]er
His g[G]randmother a[Dsus2]nswered down i[Em]n Tempe[A]
[G]He told he[Dsus2]r the story - tha[G]t his daddy was l[Dsus2]eaving
[G]She tried to[Dsus2] convince him it was noth[Em]ing he'd [A]done
(chorus) She said you're f[Em]ine, it's not your fa[A]ult
Between the [D]lines, you somehow got[G] caught
And in their ga[Em]me, it sounds more like w[A]ar
I just do[Em]n't think she l[A]oves him anymore
Jacob's a father and his kids are in teens
He's done what he could to make meager ends meet
When it comes down to family, it's the primary goal
To keep the thing working no matter the toll
His sons heard them screaming about something he said
He opened the door and invited them in
(chorus) He said now sons, it's not your fault
Between the lines you somehow got caught
So when you're hurt, you lean on a crutch
But I still love your mother very much
OUTRO: the same as chorus
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Arabella Clauson
