I was just trying to figure out this amazing song and I figure I'd contribute my
so others can enjoy.
The strumming is done by picking down on a bass note then strumming up on the bottom
then picking down on the next bass note and then up again on the bottom strings.
For the F - F7 parts I use an open chord and switch between:
1--- 0---|
1--- 1---|
-2-- -2--|
--3- --3-|
---- ----|
---- ----|
I don't think the other chords matter.
Intro
[F] [F7]
[Bbm]I know a girl with [Dm]cuts on her legs.
[A]I think that she hates the [A#]way she was made,
[A]but we never spoke of [A#]why they were there,
[Dm]I just squeezed them and [A#]kissed them
[F]?til we both felt a [C]bit better.[F][F7]
[Bbm]And now I?ve returned to the [Dm]town where she dwells;
[A]that small lonely cabin her [A#]grandfather built,
[A]I suppose that?s where she?s [A#]imprisoned herself,
[Dm]to write all those [A#]words she?s too [F]scared to [C]tell ?
[Dm]those sad, [A#]short stories of a [F]girl curled [C]up in her shell.[F][F7]
[Dm]Night and [A]day she [F]tends to the [C]bar.
[F]She pours the [F7]drinks, they pour [A#]out their [F]hearts.
[Dm]All that [A]sorrow and [F]al-co-[C]hol
[F]weighs hard on her [F7]thoughts,
so she [Bbm]writes them down?.
[Bbm]she loves them all.[F][F7]
[Bbm]And when we?d make love
[Dm]she?d stare in my eyes?.
[A]I swore we had met a [A#]thousand times.
[A]Thousands of lives, [A#]thousands of nights?.
She?d [Dm]written [A#]within a [F]thousand [C]lines.
(pause)
[Dm]Night and [A]day she [F]tends to her [C]bar.
[F]She pours me a [F7]drink for my [A#]thirsty [F]heart.
[Dm]All my [A]sorrow?s in [F]al-co-[C]hol?
[F]she holds up the[F7] cup to my [Bbm]parched lips
for a kiss.[F][F7]
so others can enjoy.
The strumming is done by picking down on a bass note then strumming up on the bottom
then picking down on the next bass note and then up again on the bottom strings.
For the F - F7 parts I use an open chord and switch between:
1--- 0---|
1--- 1---|
-2-- -2--|
--3- --3-|
---- ----|
---- ----|
I don't think the other chords matter.
Intro
[F] [F7]
[Bbm]I know a girl with [Dm]cuts on her legs.
[A]I think that she hates the [A#]way she was made,
[A]but we never spoke of [A#]why they were there,
[Dm]I just squeezed them and [A#]kissed them
[F]?til we both felt a [C]bit better.[F][F7]
[Bbm]And now I?ve returned to the [Dm]town where she dwells;
[A]that small lonely cabin her [A#]grandfather built,
[A]I suppose that?s where she?s [A#]imprisoned herself,
[Dm]to write all those [A#]words she?s too [F]scared to [C]tell ?
[Dm]those sad, [A#]short stories of a [F]girl curled [C]up in her shell.[F][F7]
[Dm]Night and [A]day she [F]tends to the [C]bar.
[F]She pours the [F7]drinks, they pour [A#]out their [F]hearts.
[Dm]All that [A]sorrow and [F]al-co-[C]hol
[F]weighs hard on her [F7]thoughts,
so she [Bbm]writes them down?.
[Bbm]she loves them all.[F][F7]
[Bbm]And when we?d make love
[Dm]she?d stare in my eyes?.
[A]I swore we had met a [A#]thousand times.
[A]Thousands of lives, [A#]thousands of nights?.
She?d [Dm]written [A#]within a [F]thousand [C]lines.
(pause)
[Dm]Night and [A]day she [F]tends to her [C]bar.
[F]She pours me a [F7]drink for my [A#]thirsty [F]heart.
[Dm]All my [A]sorrow?s in [F]al-co-[C]hol?
[F]she holds up the[F7] cup to my [Bbm]parched lips
for a kiss.[F][F7]
