John Allyn Smith Sails
Okkervil River
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D A Bm G A D Ending of each verse:Em Bridge:Bm G A Ending of 3rd bridge:Em F# G A Pre-chorus and chorus:D G D GD G D GD G D AD G D GD A DIntro: E|--------------------| B|--------------------| G|--------------------| D|--------------0-----| A|--0--2--4--0--------| E|--------------------|Verse 1:D A By the second verse, dear friendsBm G My head will burst, my life will endA So, I'd like to start this one off by sayingD "Live and love"D A I was young and at home in bedBm G And I was hanging on the words some poem saidA In '31D I was impressionableEm I was upsettable Bridge:Bm G I tried to make my breathing stop,A my heart beat slowBm G So, when my mom and John came in,A I would be coldContinúa después del anuncioVerse 2:D A From a bridge on Washington Avenue,Bm G The year of 1972A Broke my bones and skull,D and it was memorableD It was half a second in; I wasA halfway down-Bm G Do you think I wanted to turn back aroundA and teach a classD Where you kiss the assEm that I've exposed to you? Bridge:Bm G A And at the funeral, the UniversityBm G Cried at three poems they'dA present in place of a broken me Verse 3:D A I was breaking in a case of sudsBm G At the Brass Rail, a fall-down drunkA with his tongue torn outD and his balls removedD A And I knew that my last lines were gone,Bm G while stupidly I lingered on,A Oh, but wise men knowD when it's time to goEm And so I should, too Bridge:Bm G And so I fly into the brightestA winter sunBm G Of this frozen town. I'm strippedA down to move on,Em F# G A my friends: I'm gone Pre-chorus and Chorus:D G D G Well, I hear my father fallD G D G And I hear my mother callD G D And I hear the others all whisperA "Come home"D G D I'm sorry to goD G I loved you all soD A But this is the worst trip I'veD G D ever been onD G D G So, hoist up the John B. sailD G D G See how the main sail setsD G D I'm full in my heart and my headA and I wanna go homeD G D With a book in each handD G In the way I had plannedD A Well, this is the worst trip I'veD ever been onD G D G So, hoist up the John B. sailD G D G See how the main sail setsD G D I'm full in my heart and my headA and I wanna go homeD G D With a book in each handD G In the way I had plannedD A D I feel so broke up, I wanna go home.