on Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground (2002)
Uploaded by michael
Tempo: 98 (bpm)
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animals
laugh
from
the
Bb
dark
of
the
wilderness
a
Ebm
baby
cries
hard
in
an
Cb
Db
apartment
complex
As I
Gb
pass
in a
car
buried
Bb
under
the influence
the city's
Ebm
driving
me
out
of my
Cb
mind
I've
seen a
Gb
child
is
caught
in
the
Bb
sad
trap
of
gravity
he
Ebm
falls
from
the
lowest
Cb
Db
branch
of
the
apple tree
and
Gb
lands
in
the
grass
and
Bb
weeps
for
his
dignity
next
Ebm
time
he
will
not
aim
so
Cb
high
yeah
next
Gb
Db
time
nei
-
ther
will
Gb
I__________
Gb
now
a
Gb
mother
takes
loans out
sends her
Bb
kids
off to
colleges
her
Ebm
family
is
re-
duced
to
Cb
Db
names
on
a
shopping list
while
Gb
a
coroner
kneels
beneath a
Bb
great
wooden crucifix
he
knows there's
Ebm
worse
things
than being
a-
Cb
lone
and
so I've
Gb
learned
to
retreat
at
the
Bb
first
sign
of
danger
I
mean
Ebm
why
wait
around
if
it's
Cb
Db
just
to
surrender
and
Gb
ambition
I've
found
can
lead
Bb
only
to
failure
I
Ebm
do
not
read
the
re-
Cb
views
no
I
Gb
Db
am
not
singing
for
Gb
you____
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Db
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Cb
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Db
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Db
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Well
I
stood
Gb
dropping
a
coin
into
the
Bb
pit
of
a
well
and
I would
Ebm
throw
my whole
billfold
if
I
Cb
Db
thought
it
would
help
with all these
Gb
wishes
I
make
I
should
Bb
buy
something
real
at
least a
Ebm
tel
-
e
-
phone
call
Cb
home
Well my
Gb
teachers
they
built
this
Bb
retaining wall
of
memory
all those
Ebm
multi-
ple
choices
I
Cb
Db
answered
so
quickly
and
Gb
got
my
grades
back
and
for-
Bb
got
just
as
easily
but at
Ebm
least
I
got
an
Cb
'A'
and
so
I
Gb
Db
don't
have
them
to
Gb
blame___
Gb
Well I stood
I
should
Gb
stop
pointing
fingers
re
-
Bb
serve
my
judgement
of
all
those
Ebm
public
action
figures
the
Cb
Db
cowboy
pre-
si-
dents
so
Gb
loud
behind the
bullhorn
so
Bb
proud they
can't
ad-
mit
when
Ebm
they've
made
a
mis
-
Cb
take
While
Gb
poison
ink
spews
from
Bb
speech
-
writer's
pen
he
knows he
Ebm
don't
have
to
say
it
so it
Cb
Db
it don't
bother
him
"Hon-
es-
Gb
ty"
"Accuracy"
it's just
Bb
"Pop-
u-
lar
Opinion"
and
the
a-
Ebm
pro
-
val
ra-
ting's
Cb
high
and
so
Gb
Db
some
-
one's
gon
-
na
Gb
die_____
Gb
Well
Gb
A.
B.
C.
N.
B.
C.
Bb
C.B.S
Bullshit!
they
give
us
Ebm
fact
or
fiction
I
guess an
Cb
Db
even
split
And each
Gb
new
act
of
war
is tonight's
Bb
enter
-
tainment
we're
still the
Ebm
pawns
in
their
Cb
game
as
they
take
Gb
eye
for
an
eye
until
Bb
no
-
one
can
see
we must
Ebm
stumble
blindly
forward
repeating
Cb
Db
hi-
sto-
ry
Well
I
guess
Gb
we
all
fit
into
your
slogan
on
that
Bb
fast
food
marquee
Red
Ebm
Blooded
white
skinned
oh and the
Cb
blues
oh
and the
Gb
Db
blues
I've got the
blues
that's
Gb
me!
that's
Gb
me!
Whoa!
Gb
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Ebm
Cb
Db
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Ebm
Cb
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Ebm
Cb
Db
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Db
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Well
I
a-
Gb
woke
in
re-
lief
my
sheets and
Bb
tubes
were
all
tangled
weak from
Ebm
whiskey
and
pills
in
a
Cb
Db
Chi
-
cago
hospital
and my
Gb
fathers
was
there
in a
Bb
chair
by
the
window
sta-
Ebm
rin
so
far
a
-
Cb
way
I tried
Gb
talking
just
whispered
so
Bb
sorry
so
selfish
he
Ebm
stopped me
and
said
child
I
Cb
Db
love
you
re-
gardless
and there's
Gb
nothing
you
could
do
that
Bb
would
ever
change
this
I'm no t
Ebm
angry
it
ha
-
Cb
ppens
but
you just
Gb
Db
can't
do
it
a
-
Gb
gain
Gb
So
now
I
Gb
try
to
keep
up
I've
been
ex-
Bb
changing
my
currency
while
a
Ebm
million
ob-
jects
pass
Cb
Db
through
my
periphery
Now
I'm
Gb
rubbing
my
eyes
'cause they're
Bb
starting
to
bother
me
I've been
Ebm
staring
too
long
at
the
Cb
screen
But where
Gb
was it
when I first
heard
that sweet
Bb
sound
of
hum-
ility
it
Ebm
came
to
my
ears
in the god-
Cb
Db
damn
loveliest
melody
How
Gb
grateful
I
was
then
to
be
Bb
part
of
the
mystery
to
Ebm
love
and
to
be
Cb
loved
let's just
Gb
Db
hope
that
is
e
-
Gb
nough___
Gb
Whoa!
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