Blues From A Gun

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Date: Tue, 23 Nov 93 9:31:01 CST
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Blues From a Gun

by William Reid and Jim Reid

Intro chords:

F#  A   E
2---5---0------------------------------| 
2---5---0------------------------------| 
3---6---1------------------------------| 
4---7---2------------------------------| 
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Intro:
F# / /A F# / / /E F#  repeat as necessary
Easy to do:  Start with the F# and slide up to A and down to E

Verse chords:

F#  B   C#  E  E (barre)
2---2---4---0--7-------------------------| 
2---4---6---0--9-------------------------| 
3---4---6---1--9-------------------------| 
4---4---6---2--9-------------------------| 
2---2---4---2--7-------------------------| 
2-----------0----------------------------| 

F#
I don't care about the state of my hair

       B
I get something out of nothing that just wasn't there

         F#                E                    F#
And your kiss kiss kiss is never gonna blow me away

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F#
Dreams of escape keep me awake

    B
I'm never gonna get out and make it away

      F#                 E               F#
I'm a stone dead tripper dying in a fantasy

       B
Like a cracked open sky it helps you to die

                                                      F#
Don't split it, scrape it - you're screamin automatic pain

       E
You're too young kid you're gonna get hit

                                                         F#
Looks like you're never gonna make it off the government list

Chord instrumental:

B      C#       E (barre)     B          F#

Repeat intro

F#
I don't mind about the state of my mind

        B
But you know it's good for nothing and I left you behind

       F#                      B                     F#
It's a sick sick city but it's never gonna make me insane

F#
If you're talking for real then go cut a deal

       B
You're facing up to living out the way that you feel

        F#                        B                         F#
And you shake shake shake cuz you know you'll never make it away


       B
Like a cracked open sky it helps you to die

                                                      F#
Don't split it, scrape it - you're screamin automatic pain

       E
You're too young kid you're gonna get hit

                                                         F#
Looks like you're never gonna make it off the government list

Instrumental chord stuff (sorry. no lead tab)

F#      B                     C#            F#
Well I guess that's why I've always got the blues

       B                      C#            F#
Yeah I guess that's why I've always got the blues