Tabbed by (Derek B.)


A5                
He wore a song around his neck
           G5
Like some medal of honor
    D5                        A5
He carried his wisdom like a knife
A5                       G5          
An empty pocket was a temporary chain
D9addB                  
Knowing you've got it coming
A5
Ain't no crime
A5                                     G5
Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
D5                                        A5
You could feel his soul twisting right in two
A5                    G5
Nobody knew where he came from
(strum ) D5                    Em7(strum )
Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew
Chorus:
D5          
He was the real thing
C5           
No doubt about it
D5                   C5                  G5
The kind that you remember when they're gone
D5     
The real thing
C5
Put here for a reason
D5         C5         D5      
We knew someday the whole world
C5                 E5 
Was going to know his name
                Am (back to picking)
He was the real thing

Same chords as verses
She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
Singing 'bout a world he never knew
Head spinning round, he began to wonder
Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues

He searched inside him for an answer
But all he found was a troubled mind
He left her somewhere on the blue highway
Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind
Chorus:
D5
It was the real thing
C5
No doubt about it
D5                  C5                 G5
The kind that you remember when it's gone
D5
The real thing
C5 
Not like passion's fire
D5               C5          D5      C5
But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
           E5
It was the real thing

Break: 
F5                 C5                      E5
And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
F5                       C5       F5                      C5       E5
But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone

(Back to picking verses): 

In some broken down dressing room in some major city
The thunder plays an old familiar tune
He spies a face of a distant angel
Outside, beneath the halo moon

Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
One more bullet, it might be your last ride
This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide

This is the real thing
No doubt about it
Who cares if they love you and you're gone
This is the real thing
So you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
Anyway boy, this ain't no game
This is the real thing

He wore a song around his neck
Like some medal of honor
He carried his wisdom like a knife