Pride And The Pallor

Intro: G  D  E  C
       G  D  G
       D
E|--------------------------------
B|--------------------------------
G|--------------------------------
D|--------------------------------
A|-----------2-5/7-5--5h7-7-7-7-7-
E|---3--3-3-----------------------

E|---------------------------------
B|---------------------------------
G|---------------------------------
D|---------------------------------
A|5-3---3~-\----------2-5/7-5--0h2-
E|----3--------3--3-3--------------

E|-------------------| 
B|-------------------| 
G|-------------------| 
D|-------------------| 
A|2b(4)p0-h2---------| 
E|-----------3~------| 

E|-/10-10-10-10-10-10-10--| 
B|-/10-10-10-10-10-10-10--| 
G|------------------------| 
D|------------------------| 
A|------------------------| 
E|------------------------| 

Verso:
G                           D    
Papa had a wife and kids he kept 
                       E           
them on a leash and he bid them all
                 C
 to do his every deed.
G                        D       
When he was a kid he was treated 
                    E              
just the same so he hid his 
               C
feelings from his family.
E|-----------------------| 
B|-----------------------| 
G|-----------------------| 
D|-----------------------| 
A|------------------2-5--| 
E|----0~---2~---3-5------| 

           G             D  
Lost as an island out at sea, 
  E                             
resistant to the gentle waves of 
   D
empathy.

Refrão:
C            D             
Papa and his family always on 
   E
parade.
C                   D            
Tearing through the turnstiles, a
              E
 weekender’s charade.
G             D              C  
But time will tell, as their 
       D       E
world crumbles to hell.
          D
What they created was a
      C               E
was a family story no one will tell.
Continues after the ad
      C                     E
It’s a photo album too terrible. But
 the
C             D          G   F# 
pride and the pallor continue to
  E               C      D  
 swell, as the matron silently 
     E
prays.

( D )

Verso:
Junior resented the tradition they 
upheld and it ate him up inside most
 every day.
Silence was golden and they kept him
 to his word. So bewildered when he 
finally ran away.
Oh, obligations never cease. 
Oblivious of the ways to give his 
soul some peace, yeah.

Refrão:
Papa and his family always on 
parade.
Tearing through the turnstiles, a 
weekender’s charade.
But time will tell, as their world 
crumbles to hell.
What they created
was a family story no one will tell.
It’s a photo album too terrible. But
 the
pride and the pallor continue to 
swell, as the matron silently prays.

       G                  D       
"Get me out of here, someones got 
           E
to save the day.”
C                           D    
The children are reminded to do 
                  E
it for the daddy’s sake.
B      E                 C       
And happiness is ever so far, far 
  D
away.

Solo: G  D  E  C
      G  D  E  C
1:56
E|-----------------------------
B|--15--15-15-15---15----------
G|--14b---------14b----r14*-12-
D|-----------------------------
A|-----------------------------
E|-----------------------------

E|------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------
G|h14---12-12--11h12-11h12-12-14p12---
D|------12----------------------------
A|------------------------------------
E|------------------------------------

-------------------------------| 
-------------------------------| 
12-12p11-11h12p11\9--11h12\9-7~| 
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E|------------------------------
B|------------------------------
G|--/9-9-9-7--7h9-9-9-7---------
D|----------------------9---9p7-
A|------------------------------
E|------------------------------

E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
B|-------------------------------------------------------5---------| 
G|------------------------------4~-7--/9-9-9-9-9\7---/4----b4*-4p2-| 
D|9p7p5-7h9p7p5~-7-9p7\5--5-7-5~-----------------------------------| 
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 


     "  ...empthy yeah"
E|---------------------------
B|---------------------------
G|-2p0-b2(4)r2p0-------------
D|---------------------------
A|---------------2--5---7~---
E|---------------------------

E|------| 
B|------| 
G|------| 
D|------| 
A|\5/7~-| 
E|------| 

E|----------------------| 
B|----------------------| 
G|----------------------| 
D|----------------------| 
A|--------------2--5----| 
E|----0~-2--3-5---------| 

        G                     D   
Yeah, lost as an island out at 
   E                               
sea. Resistant to the gentle waves 
D
of empathy.
C            D             
Papa and his family always on 
   E
parade.
C                   D            
Tearing through the turnstiles, a
              E
 weekender’s charade:
C                   D       
It’s just a sick calamity that 
                   E
fatherhood made,
G              D              C 
but time will tell, as their 
      D       E
world crumbles to hell.
         D
What they created
      C      D          G   F#   E
was a family story no one will tell.
      C    D          G   F#   E
It’s a photo album too terrible.
       C             D     
But the pride and the pallor 
     G   F#   E               C 
continue to swell, as the matron
     D       E
 silently prays.