I refer to this version as the one in the album so technically you would have two 
guitarists, an acoustic and an electric. However, music is also about improvising 
so it doesn't really matter :) The strum pattern is somewhat (down down up down 
up) for each individual phrasing, but it is up to each individual.

Tabbed by #jos
maverick218@hotmail.com

Drop me a mail if you find any errors especially since this song is pretty fast.

Acoustic***

[Verse 1]

D(pre-strum)
      C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)                    DThe (xx0232@1)amber flow, sweat like the glass
     C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)                     DCrimson (xx0232@1)faces forget the past
      C (x32010@1)                        G (320003@1)          DWith (xx0232@1)a swisher sweet and a fireman's hack
          C (x32010@1)                GWe (320003@1)can reminisce but we can never look back

[Chorus]

Cmaj7 (x32000@1)      G (320003@1)            Cmaj7 (x32000@1)             GUnhappiness, (320003@1)a lonely road, who thought success could take such a toll?
Cmaj7 (x32000@1)      G (320003@1)               DUnhappiness, (xx0232@1)a lonely road
D (xx0232@1)     G (320003@1)      
Richard Coury put a bullet in his brain
G (320003@1)              Cmaj7 (x32000@1)    G (320003@1)           Cmaj7Every (x32000@1)day is the same, loneliness all the haze
G (320003@1)                   Cmaj7 (x32000@1)                  G (320003@1)               Cmaj7So (x32000@1)we live our lives and we have our fun while he wraps his lips around the gun
        G (320003@1)                   G(once and mute)
Richard Coury was his name

Electric***

[Verse 2]

D(pre-strum)

D (xx0232@1)   C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)                        DIts (xx0232@1)5 o'clock time to check the quotes
     C (x32010@1) G (320003@1)                              DDown (xx0232@1)22, rethink my do's and don'ts
     C (x32010@1)        G (320003@1)                       DSecretary (xx0232@1)won't you hold my calls
          C (x32010@1)           GCancel (320003@1)my appointments, I've got something to solve

[Chorus] x1

[Spoken] 
Richard Coury put a bullet in his brain
Every day is the same, loneliness all the haze
So we live our lives and we have our fun while he wraps his lips around the gun
Richard Coury was his name