• Song:

    Tourist Trap

  • Artist:

    Bright Eyes

|  / = slide    |
|  h= hammer    |
|  P = pull off |
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intro

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  A
It's not the road we used to know,
     F#m
they tore some buildings down.
     E                            A
The traffic's like a pack of dogs.
  A
There's fewer trees, windows, fleas,
  F#m
concrete on the lawn.
          E                          A
There's people here, but you are gone.

       Bm                             E (or u can do F#m)
And I'm fine, still swimming through time.
 E                                   A
Afraid some days I've reached the shore.
             Bm                          E (or u can do F#m)
Make yourself free, a man said that to me.
 E                              A
Now my heart is like an open door.
             Bm                 E

And the road finally gave me back
 E                   A        F#m
but I don't think I'll unpack
       Bm                 E            A
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

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(Harmonica solo that im not going to figure out)

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(Dead stumming through out this part of the verse(place your hand lightly over the 
not pushing down hard enough to get a note though))

It's not my weight that makes me faint.
for the sugar in my blood.
But the way these strangers stand so close.

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(play the chords very faintly for this part)
      A
They say my name, like a guessing game.
    F#m
"Is that really you?"
 E                           A
No, I don't think it ever was.

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   Bm                                  E (or u can do F#m)
In the spring, when the world's turning green,
  E                      A
I only think about the fall,
 Bm                                            E (or u can do F#m)
or the frets on the board my progression of chords.
 E                        A
Oh how I want this to resolve.

  Bm                           E
And the road finally gave me back,
  A                       F#m
but I don't think I'll unpack.
       Bm                 E            A
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

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Solo

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               Bm               E
Now the road finally gave me back,
 A                        F#m
but I don't think I'll unpack.
  Bm                           E
'Cause I'm not sure If I live here,
          Bm                E            A
no, I'm not sure if I live here anymore.
 Bm                      E
I'm not sure if I live here
  A
anymore
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