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			     Night Owls - Dry The River
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Tabbed by: Henry Ngo
Email: fossaland@gmail.com

Tuning: Half-step Down

Great tune, as are all of their songs. Enjoy


Intro:
	Em	     A      G       D
e|-----2-0-------------------------2-0------------5h7p5-3-2-0----------------|
B|-----0-0-----0------2-----3------3-3---3-----3--7-----5-3-0----------------|
G|-----0-0-----0------2-----4----2-------2---2-------------------------------|	x1
D|---2-------2------0-----0----0-------0---0---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-------0------2-----3----------------------------------------------------|




Verses:
			D                                      G

e|-----2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2------3-------3-4----|
B|-----3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3------3-------3-3----|
G|---2---2---4---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2------4---4---4--------|
D|-0-------0-------0-------0-------2-------4-------4------0-------0- --------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

e|-----2-------2--------3-------3-4------2-----------------------------------|
B|-----3-------3--------3-------3-3------3-----------------------------------|
G|---2---2---2---2----4---4---4--------2---2---------------------------------|  x2
D|-0-------0--------0-------0--------0---------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

This cold little parcel of land where our father's fathers lived, the same old trees scrap-

ing innocent knees since our granparents were kids

	You were born in a terrible storm and your ma says it's a sign, you're never at peace
with your

bed facing east and your itchy feet like mine



Choruses (same as intro):

	Em	     A      G       D
e|-----2-0-------------------------2-0------------5h7p5-3-2-0----------------|
B|-----0-0-----0------2-----3------3-3---3-----3--7-----5-3-0----------------|
G|-----0-0-----0------2-----4----2-------2---2-------------------------------|	x4
D|---2-------2------0-----0----0-------0---0---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-------0------2-----3----------------------------------------------------|


We should change our names and go for guts and glory

Never caught our hair or give care for rhyme

Cus' they've got us by the throats, they've got us on a tight-rope

You can tell your furious father he can have my guts forgotten if he'd like, woah



Verse 2:
			D                                      G

e|-----2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2------3-------3-4----|
B|-----3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3------3-------3-3----|
G|---2---2---4---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2------4---4---4--------|
D|-0-------0-------0-------0-------2-------4-------4------0-------0- --------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

e|-----2-------2--------3-------3-4------2-----------------------------------|
B|-----3-------3--------3-------3-3------3-----------------------------------|
G|---2---2---2---2----4---4---4--------2---2---------------------------------|  x2
D|-0-------0--------0-------0--------0---------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

	Some need like a drunk or a tree to accumulate alone, and in time

grow ripe on the vine that I think we might belong

	And this cold little parcel of land where our father's fathers lived, we scrape

our knees climbing innocent trees like our father's fathers did





Repeat chorus, but with an extra ending:

	Em	     A      G       D

e|-----2-0-------------------------2-0------------5h7p5-3-2-0----------------|
B|-----0-0-----0------2-----3------3-3---3-----3--7-----5-3-0----------------|
G|-----0-0-----0------2-----4----2-------2---2-------------------------------|	x4
D|---2--------------0-----0----0-------0---0---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-------0------2-----3----------------------------------------------------|


We should change our names and go for guts and glory

Never caught our hair or give care for rhyme

Cus' they've got us by the throats, they've got us on a tight-rope

You can tell your furious father he can have my guts forgotten if he'd like

You can tell your furious father he can have my guts forgotten if he'd like



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| /   slide up
| \   slide down
| h   hammer-on
| p   pull-off
| ~   vibrato
| +   harmonic
| x   Mute note
| b   Bend
| pb  Pre-bend
| br  Bend release
| pbr Pre-bend release
| brb Bend release bend