A Public Execution

Mouse

  • Ab
  • C
  • Db
    4
  • F
  • G
  • Gb
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Tono:
Intro: Electric 12-string [repeated at end of each verse, transposed to Ab for verse 4]:
(G) v v v v v v v v
E|-----10----------|-------10- B|-------------10--|-10h12---- G|---------12------|---------- D|-----------------|---------- A|-----------------|---------- E|-----------------|---------- E|------10-------10-------10-------| B|10h12----10h12----10h12----10h12-| G|---------------------------------| D|---------------------------------| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------|
C F G F / / / / / / / /
C Some words are best not
F G spoken, some things are best not
F said
C But since this is your
F public execution I think I'm gonna go right on G [w/12-string, as above] ahead Verse 1:
C The mailman brought your
F G letter, babe, where you told me
F how you feel
C F N about the things he said
G he told you, that is, I'm such a
F heel
C F But I could never be
G F honest that t you I've always lied
C When he saw me take some
F G other hide for a two-wheel pony ride Bridge 1:
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F You at least might have
G asked me
F If the scene was really
G what it seemed
C F But like a queen ruled by
C her jester
F Your conclusions was
G esteemed [?] Verse 2: You said I disappointed you wherever all the things I've done N that you had convinced yourself I was the only one T really make you happy, satisfy your soul Now you say I've failed you since we've spent up all my gold Bridge 2: Have you ever seen the truth, therefore Have you ever made a try Such a thing for you's so impossible With them beans all in your eyes Verse 3: Whoa, I read where you said you want one good chance t really put me down N how you'd love t smear my name all over my home town Said some Mouse made a fool of you n said don't waste a dime Your phone is out of order now, babe, for me you've got no time Bridge 3: If this is really what you're thinkin' That it's really, really all my fault You better find yourself a welder, baby
(C) F 'Cause you got locked up
G Ab in your vault [key change to Db] Verse 4:
Db Yeah, you got your point
Gb Ab put over now, it seems you found a
Gb match
Db Gb Burn the bridge behind
Ab you, babe, slam your door, throw
Gb the latch
Db I know just how you're
Gb Ab hurtin' from your feelings as they
Gb burn
Db Gb I'd like t say I'm sorry,
Ab but it's no longer my concern Coda: [rant over Db-Gb-Ab-Gb to fade] So goodbye Go on n have a real good cry I've found me a brand new high She just loves a two-wheel pony ride You better get yourself a welder, babe Go on, get out of here...
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