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COLOR IN YOUR CHEEKS - The Mountain Goats
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Tabbed by: D&Dlover (Walker)
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
The chords used in this song are mostly barre chords, but you can use pretty
much any variation of each chord that you want and it still sounds great.
[C#m] She came [Ab]in on the [A]red-eye to [B]Dallas-Fort Worth.
[E] All the [Ab]way from [A]sunny Taip[B]ei.
[C#m] Skin the [Ab]color of a [A]walnut sh[B]ell,
And a [E]baseball cap[Ab] holding [A]down her black ha[B]ir.
And she came [A]here after mid[B]night.
[E] The hot weather made her [A]feel right at home.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[C#m] He drove [Ab]in from Mexi[A]cali [B]no worse for wear.
[E] Money to [Ab]burn,[A] time to [B]kill, but
[C#m] Five [Ab]minutes [A]looking in his [B]eyes and
We all [E]knew he was bro[Ab]ken pretty bad,[A] so we gave[B] him what we ha[A]d.
We cleared a space for him to [B]sleep in,
And we let the [E]silence that's our trademark
[A]Make its presence felt.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[C#] [Ab] [A] [B]
[E] [B]
[C#m] They came [Ab]in by the [A]dozens, [B]walking or craw[E]ling.
Some were bright[Ab]-eyed,[A]
Some were [B]dead on their feet.
[E] And they [Ab]came from Zim[A]babwe, Or from [B]Soviet Geor[E]gia,
East Saint [Ab]Louis, or from [A]Paris, or they liv[B]ed across the st[A]reet.
But they came, and when they'd [B]finally made it here,
It was the [E]least that we could do to [A]make our welcome clear.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] this'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[E] [A]
[E] [A]
[E]C#m Ab A [B]B (x3)
[E]
COLOR IN YOUR CHEEKS - The Mountain Goats
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Tabbed by: D&Dlover (Walker)
Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
The chords used in this song are mostly barre chords, but you can use pretty
much any variation of each chord that you want and it still sounds great.
[C#m] She came [Ab]in on the [A]red-eye to [B]Dallas-Fort Worth.
[E] All the [Ab]way from [A]sunny Taip[B]ei.
[C#m] Skin the [Ab]color of a [A]walnut sh[B]ell,
And a [E]baseball cap[Ab] holding [A]down her black ha[B]ir.
And she came [A]here after mid[B]night.
[E] The hot weather made her [A]feel right at home.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[C#m] He drove [Ab]in from Mexi[A]cali [B]no worse for wear.
[E] Money to [Ab]burn,[A] time to [B]kill, but
[C#m] Five [Ab]minutes [A]looking in his [B]eyes and
We all [E]knew he was bro[Ab]ken pretty bad,[A] so we gave[B] him what we ha[A]d.
We cleared a space for him to [B]sleep in,
And we let the [E]silence that's our trademark
[A]Make its presence felt.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[C#] [Ab] [A] [B]
[E] [B]
[C#m] They came [Ab]in by the [A]dozens, [B]walking or craw[E]ling.
Some were bright[Ab]-eyed,[A]
Some were [B]dead on their feet.
[E] And they [Ab]came from Zim[A]babwe, Or from [B]Soviet Geor[E]gia,
East Saint [Ab]Louis, or from [A]Paris, or they liv[B]ed across the st[A]reet.
But they came, and when they'd [B]finally made it here,
It was the [E]least that we could do to [A]make our welcome clear.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] this'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.
[E] [A]
[E] [A]
[E]C#m Ab A [B]B (x3)
[E]
