Route 18

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  • A
  • Bsus2
  • C#sus2
    4
  • E
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Tab: Verbal Kint E|-------------------------------- E|| Tuning: Half-Step Down E|-------------------------------- E||
A (0|0|2|2|2|0)
E (0|2|2|1|0|0)
Bsus2 (2|2|4|4|2|2)
C#sus2 (4|4|6|6|4|4)
E|-------------------------------- E||
To get it closer to the original, you have to play with the "A" a bit, work with a hammer on and pull off on the fifth string, changing from 2 to 0 and other way around - even beginners will have sorted it out easily while listening to the song. Same goes for the "E" which follows, bit more complicated though. I use to play the full E first, then hit the empy (0) fourth string two times followed by (4) on the third string (with the little finger) and then from there a pull off back the the E which you're still holding.
E|-------------------------------- E||
Intro A E (x2)
A Elizabeth said last night the lake
E roared like the ocean
Bsus2 I was landlocked under the
C#sus2 orange-white solstice moon.
A Imagine: imagining a place just
E meant to conjure up another.
Bsus2 Three degrees of hometown
C#sus2 disconnect in my unborn daughter’s room.
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A Take the 18 bus past the place my
E grandfather grew up
Bsus2 before he got out and met a pretty
C#sus2 Swede at the Bible college choir
A and left his sister wearing saddle
E shoes in the care of the county
Bsus2 with her forehead covered in
C#sus2 electrode glue, as to not disturb
[A E (2x)] the wires.
A Mistakes were made. Grind it out: I
E can see the edges
Bsus2 the parts where the ends start
C#sus2 hemorrhaging time and leaking love.
A Playing wounded so well, we fell
E like warm breath cooled.
Bsus2 Like a class ring on a chain the
C#sus2 plastic jewel fell out of.
A Got your ghost ghouling all over
E Milwaukee
A haunting the homes and factories of
E captains of dead industries
Bsus2 I’ve seen no place with the
C#sus2 capacity to hoard shame like us Bsus2 C#sus2 [A E (x4)] in the warehouses possessed and left unsold by the city.
A I was 20 in September in the
E Windexed dirty book store
A and the cathode-green skinscreens
Bsus2 interrupted by the news
A and those fuckers stole my story -
(A) my american narrative
Bsus2 my connection and my star-spangled
C#sus2 nudes.
A Jimmer drew a minty Kool and a
E nine volt battery
A and a pubic pile of grey steel wool
E from his jacket on the balcony
Bsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit it
Bsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit it
Bsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit it
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