Thomas Jefferson Astronautalis
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Thomas Jefferson (feat. Sims & Mike Miebe) - Astronautalis
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Album: This Is Our Science
Tabbed by: Eric Zilli (eric dot zilli at gmail dot com)
Standard tuning: eBGDAE
Chords
Am x02210
Dm* x0323x
Dm x00231
Em x22000
NC No chord played
You could play a normal Dm instead of Dm*, but
Dm* into Dm gives a little more movement.
Intro x3
e|-----------------| B|-1---1---1---0---| G|---2---2---2-----| D|-----------------| A|-0---0---0-------| E|-----------------|
[Am] Every song I sing, cuts a little bit [Dm]more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
[Em] You could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] Every mile I drive, further down this ro[Dm]ad,
tears a little more off of my bones,
[Em] and you could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] The first thing they was taught was how to load and lock.
Dm*
Take that aim and shot, embrace the pain of shoulder blade taking stock.
[Dm] Watch a drop, pull the bolt back, load another [Em]up till the clip goes "pop".
(NC)
Till you sweep your block, and you can hear your pin drop
In a place that's more comfortable with "POP! POP! POP! POP!".
Am Dm*
The first thing they learned was how to plant that carbine in the earth,
prop that helmet on the stock, hang them dog tags f[Dm]rom the lock.
Say your prayers and [Em]mark the spot, where the body's int[Am]erred,
then turn, taciturn, and talk that walk. Taste that salt!
[Am] Sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth.
Don't cry when it hurts cause you ain't done yet son.
Dm*
Spill a little bit of more blood,
everybody knows what comes from the warm wet (bed bud?)
[Dm] Better believe, when you fall to your knees
you'll [Em]cry, you're gonna pray for peace,
and plant them s[Am]eeds of the winter wheat and the Georgia peach
watered up with your red rum.
[Am] Every song I sing, cuts a little bit [Dm]more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
[Em] You could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] Every mile I drive, further down this ro[Dm]ad,
tears a little more off of my bones,
[Em] and you could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
I k[Am]now he would've loved this, but he had to die to give it.
Dm*
I melted down his musket, turned it to a tool.
[Dm]Tilling like a fool, to [Em]see where his blood went,
[Am] See if I can grow something beautiful above it.
[Am] Standing guard above my garden till the seeds take root,
Dm*
Taking shade under the trees with the sweet grapefruit.
[Dm] I'll take my yield and his old b[Em]oots till the leaves shake l[Am]oose,
I will die in these fields, but my seeds will move.
[Am] The ox and yoke know every note I hum,
Dm*
written in the grass by the midday sun.
[Dm] The lamp lit ahead of [Em]me, with the earth between my f[Am]eet,
I'll sing a song into the breeze, let it fold the wheat.
[Am] Every song I sing, cuts a little bit [Dm]more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
[Em] You could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] Every mile I drive, further down this ro[Dm]ad,
tears a little more off of my bones,
[Em] and you could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] Every song I sing, cuts a little bit [Dm]more,
you could never connect the copper cast with the mold.
[Em] You could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
[Am] Every mile I drive, further down this ro[Dm]ad,
tears a little more off of my bones,
[Em] and you could never guess, y[Dm]ou could never guess,
you could n[Am]ever guess where I come from... No!
End on ringing Am.
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