Brother In The Night

C Dm C Dm

     C
Well I traced shapes in clouds and I
 saw things I'd never seen
              Dm
We moved like renegades down 
interstates, reload that magazine
       C
Almost killed us in that city, it 
was far too close to call
          Dm
So we put money in the bags, ripped 
wanted posters off the wall

        C
Say I'm wanted for the murder of a 
man I've never seen
           Dm
They say I shot him dead, one to his
 head, somewhere in Holly Springs
         C
May have killed a man before, but 
not the one that they exclaim
                Dm              
They'll see the barrel of my gun 
 G
before they ever see me hang

   C              E7          
Oh if my southern heart's still 
          F                    Am
pumping blood (still pumping blood)
          C                   
Well I'll bury my money in the 
 E7                 F             
mighty Mississippi mud 
   Am
(Mississippi mud)
       C              E7          
Oh and if my southern lungs won't 
       F                    
let me breathe (won't let me 
 Am
breathe)
          C                        
Well I'll wait for the cicadas and 
     E7
I'll let 'em push it out for me

     C
Well death is always close, there's 
always vultures on my trail
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        Dm
And the inside of this hotel's 
better than a prison cell
          C
Well that southern whiskey's 
stinging, singing words upon my 
breath
      Dm
I was worried 'bout forgetting, so I
 tattooed it on my chest

      C
I'm a southern man forever, like the
 wind inside the pines
       Dm
And my grandma used to sing it, oh 
to my brother and I
      C
How I wish I could get back those 
precious thoughts and newer skin
       Dm                      
And we scurried out the window, 
           G
'fore the cops they busted in


Chorus

Solo (Tabbed at bottom)

        C
We were messengers for millions

We're a midnight masquerade
       Dm
We can walk away from all this as 
the town goes up in flames
   C
As civilians in a war, we can die 
right where we live
             Dm
Well you can walk away from all 
this, go back home to see your kids

           C
I've got a knife inside my boot

Yes my brother's got one too
     Dm
Yeah bring 'em on, let's have a ball

Not nothing to lose
         C
I've got hearts that bend and wings 
that shake, no one there could see
        Dm                         
No one there was going faster, no 
  G
it doesn't bother me


Chorus


Here's the solo I don't think it's 
exactly what Sam is doing, but it's 
pretty good.
I'm not sure what he does at the end
 so I just play a double stop 
somewhere.

Solo:

E|------------------------10-10--
B|--/12---12--10-----10----------
G|---------------11--------------
D|-------------------------------
A|-------------------------------
E|-------------------------------

E|---------------------------------
B|12-12-12-10-12-12/15---12-10-12--
G|---------------------------------
D|---------------------------------
A|---------------------------------
E|---------------------------------

------10-----------------10-------
10-12----12-10-12--10-12----12-10-
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--| 
--| 
11| 
--| 
--| 
--| 


E|-------10------------------
B|-10-12----12-10------10h12-
G|----------------11---------
D|---------------------------
A|---------------------------
E|---------------------------

E|----------------------------------| 
B|10h12--12-12-12-10-10h12--10-10h12| 
G|----------------------------------| 
D|----------------------------------| 
A|----------------------------------| 
E|----------------------------------|