Luke Doucet ? Free
Tabbed by Wil-man-101
Standard Tuning
INTRO
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------12-|
A|-3-3-3-3-3-5-6-7-8-9-10-10-10-10-10-10-10----|
E|---------------------------------------------|
(This part is actually played on bass, but I use it to fill the first few bars
before the guitar comes in.)
Well I'm free, I'm free like the world, I am
I'm higher than the moon and so much higher still to go
I'm dancing on the silver star,
my boot prints on the white-wall tire
(Guitar begins)
[C]See, see every[G]one's beautiful
[C]Beautiful and terrified by the [G#]sun
that's rising [Cm]up in the east
I gotta [G]find my way home [G#]soon
or I'll just [C]drown in my de[G]light
[C] And if I stumble my way [G]through another year of [Am]blindness
I don't deserve to come down [F]from these [Dm]drugs inside my [C]brain
And if I fumble my way [G]to the people who are [Am]mindless
I guess I get what's coming [F]to me and my [Dm]evil wicked [C]ways[G]
[C]Run, faster than[G] light through me
You can [C]soak my nerves in this vibration
[G#]Riding through your imagination
[C]Boot prints on the yellow fire
My [G]footprints on the gilded star
But [Cm]death, it's more than I can [G]bear tonight
It's [C]not the thought of being gone or the [G#]dark that I don't like
But more con[G]fused by the [G#]emptiness of [C]breath (where does it [G]go?)
[C] And if I stumble my way [G]through another year of [Am]blindness
I don't deserve to come down [F]from these [Dm]drugs inside my [C]brain
And if I stumble my way [G]to the people who are [Am]mindless
I guess I get what's coming [F]to me and my [Dm]evil wicked [C]ways
The rules I make have just lost the way
like [G]guarantees and beds we make
While [Am]life goes on for bread and cake
the [F]ground it rumbles [Dm]cracks and shakes
[C]Underfoot the bugs and snakes
they [G]carry us, they carry us a[Am]way from here
And underground it's [F]happy deep
where [Dm]you go down
Oh, [C]hallelujah, God is great
You're [G]never wrong, you're never late
'Cause [Am]he designs these pretty things
I, [F]when I die, I [Dm]simply go a[C]lone.
Tabbed by Wil-man-101
Standard Tuning
INTRO
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------12-|
A|-3-3-3-3-3-5-6-7-8-9-10-10-10-10-10-10-10----|
E|---------------------------------------------|
(This part is actually played on bass, but I use it to fill the first few bars
before the guitar comes in.)
Well I'm free, I'm free like the world, I am
I'm higher than the moon and so much higher still to go
I'm dancing on the silver star,
my boot prints on the white-wall tire
(Guitar begins)
[C]See, see every[G]one's beautiful
[C]Beautiful and terrified by the [G#]sun
that's rising [Cm]up in the east
I gotta [G]find my way home [G#]soon
or I'll just [C]drown in my de[G]light
[C] And if I stumble my way [G]through another year of [Am]blindness
I don't deserve to come down [F]from these [Dm]drugs inside my [C]brain
And if I fumble my way [G]to the people who are [Am]mindless
I guess I get what's coming [F]to me and my [Dm]evil wicked [C]ways[G]
[C]Run, faster than[G] light through me
You can [C]soak my nerves in this vibration
[G#]Riding through your imagination
[C]Boot prints on the yellow fire
My [G]footprints on the gilded star
But [Cm]death, it's more than I can [G]bear tonight
It's [C]not the thought of being gone or the [G#]dark that I don't like
But more con[G]fused by the [G#]emptiness of [C]breath (where does it [G]go?)
[C] And if I stumble my way [G]through another year of [Am]blindness
I don't deserve to come down [F]from these [Dm]drugs inside my [C]brain
And if I stumble my way [G]to the people who are [Am]mindless
I guess I get what's coming [F]to me and my [Dm]evil wicked [C]ways
The rules I make have just lost the way
like [G]guarantees and beds we make
While [Am]life goes on for bread and cake
the [F]ground it rumbles [Dm]cracks and shakes
[C]Underfoot the bugs and snakes
they [G]carry us, they carry us a[Am]way from here
And underground it's [F]happy deep
where [Dm]you go down
Oh, [C]hallelujah, God is great
You're [G]never wrong, you're never late
'Cause [Am]he designs these pretty things
I, [F]when I die, I [Dm]simply go a[C]lone.
