A nice simple version I worked out for my uke, but it sounds nice on guitar as
well, for some reason, the chords are not lining up over their place in the song
lines so you'll need to figure that part out.--enjoy
Walt Grace
by John Mayer
Born and Raised
Tabbed by Abigail Recabo
Capo 3
[E]Walt Grace, desperately hating t[B]his whole place
[A]Dreamed to discover a new space [E]and buried himself alive
[E]Inside his basement
Tongue on the side of hi[B]s face meant
He's working away on dis[A]placement
And what it would take t[E]o survive
Cau[A]se when you're done with this[B] world
Yo[A]u know the next is up [B]to you
And his [E]wife told his ki[A]ds he wa[B]s crazy
And his [E]friends said he'[A]d fail i[B]f he tried
But with the [E]will to work[A] hard and [E]a libra[B]ry card
He took a homema[A]de, fan blade, o[B]ne-man submarine[E] ride
[E]That morning the sea was mad and[B] I mean it
Waves as big as he'd see[A]n it deep in his dreams [E]at home
[E]From dry land, he rolled it over to wet [B]sand
Closed the hatch up with[A] one hand
And pedaled off [E]alone
[A]Cause when you're done with this[B] world
[A]You know the next is up [B]to you
And for [E]once in his lif[A]e, it was quiet[B]
As he le[E]arned ho[A]w to turn in t[B]he tide
And the [E]sky was afl[A]are when he came u[E]p for air[B]
In his h[A]omemade, fan bla[B]de, one-man subm[E]arine ride
One even[E]ing, when weeks had passed since his lea[B]ving
The call she planned on rece[A]iving finally made it [E]home
[E]She accepted the news she never [B]expected
The operator con[A]nected the call [E]from Tokyo
[A]Cause when you're done with this[B] world
[A]You know the next is up [B]to you
Now his fr[E]iends bring him[A] up when they'r[B]e drinking
At the b[E]ar with his[A] name on the[B] side
And they smi[E]le when they [A]kid, as the[E]y speak of t[B]he man
Who took a homem[A]ade, fan blade, [B]one-man submarin[E]e ride
well, for some reason, the chords are not lining up over their place in the song
lines so you'll need to figure that part out.--enjoy
Walt Grace
by John Mayer
Born and Raised
Tabbed by Abigail Recabo
Capo 3
[E]Walt Grace, desperately hating t[B]his whole place
[A]Dreamed to discover a new space [E]and buried himself alive
[E]Inside his basement
Tongue on the side of hi[B]s face meant
He's working away on dis[A]placement
And what it would take t[E]o survive
Cau[A]se when you're done with this[B] world
Yo[A]u know the next is up [B]to you
And his [E]wife told his ki[A]ds he wa[B]s crazy
And his [E]friends said he'[A]d fail i[B]f he tried
But with the [E]will to work[A] hard and [E]a libra[B]ry card
He took a homema[A]de, fan blade, o[B]ne-man submarine[E] ride
[E]That morning the sea was mad and[B] I mean it
Waves as big as he'd see[A]n it deep in his dreams [E]at home
[E]From dry land, he rolled it over to wet [B]sand
Closed the hatch up with[A] one hand
And pedaled off [E]alone
[A]Cause when you're done with this[B] world
[A]You know the next is up [B]to you
And for [E]once in his lif[A]e, it was quiet[B]
As he le[E]arned ho[A]w to turn in t[B]he tide
And the [E]sky was afl[A]are when he came u[E]p for air[B]
In his h[A]omemade, fan bla[B]de, one-man subm[E]arine ride
One even[E]ing, when weeks had passed since his lea[B]ving
The call she planned on rece[A]iving finally made it [E]home
[E]She accepted the news she never [B]expected
The operator con[A]nected the call [E]from Tokyo
[A]Cause when you're done with this[B] world
[A]You know the next is up [B]to you
Now his fr[E]iends bring him[A] up when they'r[B]e drinking
At the b[E]ar with his[A] name on the[B] side
And they smi[E]le when they [A]kid, as the[E]y speak of t[B]he man
Who took a homem[A]ade, fan blade, [B]one-man submarin[E]e ride
