Cast Iron Filter
Ain't So Great
Capo on II
There is a picking pattern used for most of this song which I probably won't tab...
but I will give you the chord shapes that will work. For the picking pattern, you
are only using the notes that are not the X's. Got it? Good.
Intro: G, C, G/B, A7sus4, A7
Verse 1:
[G]There's a man across the [C]river
Who left this town for a [G/B]potluck dream
With his whole life in a [A7]sack
[G]The real deal never [C]hit him
He never knew things aren't [G/B]what they seem
Now he's got no way [A7]back
[G]Now he's always outside
[C]Lookin' up at the pale blue sky
[G/B]Wondering why he never tried to be [A7]free
[G]Maybe it ain't too late
Can the [C]devil's advocate be the saint?
[G/B]I guess we'll all just have to wait and [A7]see
Chorus:
The [G]golden days are [D]way behind of [Am]when he was lucky [C]all the time.
He'd try t[G]o do things right but they[D]'d come out wrong.
He [Am]wants to leave this town but he [C]ain't that strong.
The [G]concrete's cold and the [D]blankets thin, [Am]salvation lies wi[C]thin my friend.
[G]Now his home is a wo[D]oden crate.
I [Am]guess life just a[C]in't so great so[G]metime[D]s. [Am][C]
Verse 2:
[G]He takes another sip from the [C]bottle
Another headache for the [G/B]road
And he starts to feel a[A7]shamed
[G]Well it burns goin' down
But it [C]lights up his life,
Unlike this t[G/B]own,
Where he tries to stand the p[A7]ain
Well, he [G]pulls up his sleeve and he tightens his belt
He's [C]gonna feel better than he's ever felt
For [G/B]this old man who's already been dealt
A [A7]hand that's bound to fold
He [G]walks by a mirror and he looks at his face
It's [C]wrinkled and shallow without any grace
And for [G/B]this old man, it's hard to embrace
The [A7]trials of getting old
(Repeat Chorus)
[G/B]Looking at the world through [C]children's eyes
[G/B]His mind is filled with faces and places
And things he won'[C]t realize until h[Dsus4]e dies
(Repeat Chorus then fade)
Ain't So Great
Capo on II
There is a picking pattern used for most of this song which I probably won't tab...
but I will give you the chord shapes that will work. For the picking pattern, you
are only using the notes that are not the X's. Got it? Good.
Intro: G, C, G/B, A7sus4, A7
Verse 1:
[G]There's a man across the [C]river
Who left this town for a [G/B]potluck dream
With his whole life in a [A7]sack
[G]The real deal never [C]hit him
He never knew things aren't [G/B]what they seem
Now he's got no way [A7]back
[G]Now he's always outside
[C]Lookin' up at the pale blue sky
[G/B]Wondering why he never tried to be [A7]free
[G]Maybe it ain't too late
Can the [C]devil's advocate be the saint?
[G/B]I guess we'll all just have to wait and [A7]see
Chorus:
The [G]golden days are [D]way behind of [Am]when he was lucky [C]all the time.
He'd try t[G]o do things right but they[D]'d come out wrong.
He [Am]wants to leave this town but he [C]ain't that strong.
The [G]concrete's cold and the [D]blankets thin, [Am]salvation lies wi[C]thin my friend.
[G]Now his home is a wo[D]oden crate.
I [Am]guess life just a[C]in't so great so[G]metime[D]s. [Am][C]
Verse 2:
[G]He takes another sip from the [C]bottle
Another headache for the [G/B]road
And he starts to feel a[A7]shamed
[G]Well it burns goin' down
But it [C]lights up his life,
Unlike this t[G/B]own,
Where he tries to stand the p[A7]ain
Well, he [G]pulls up his sleeve and he tightens his belt
He's [C]gonna feel better than he's ever felt
For [G/B]this old man who's already been dealt
A [A7]hand that's bound to fold
He [G]walks by a mirror and he looks at his face
It's [C]wrinkled and shallow without any grace
And for [G/B]this old man, it's hard to embrace
The [A7]trials of getting old
(Repeat Chorus)
[G/B]Looking at the world through [C]children's eyes
[G/B]His mind is filled with faces and places
And things he won'[C]t realize until h[Dsus4]e dies
(Repeat Chorus then fade)
