beck
canceled check
album: mutations
submitted by m. burgess


open A tuning
(you can also play it in standard tuning in A, capoed up 2 frets)

here are some of the good country licks used:

   verse:
E  ------15------------7--------------------------
C# -14(15)----2-3-4-5--------7(9)-(9)7-5----------
A  -----------2-4-5-6--------------------5(7)-----
E  -------------------------------------------7~--
A  -----------------------------------------------
E  -----------------------------------------------

------14-16-14--------------------------
-12/14----------14p12----12(14)-12(14)~-
----------------------14----------------
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chords used:

    B (x2444x@1)D (xx0232@1)E (022100@1)A (x02220@1)F# (244322@1)B7 (x21202@1)GE (320003@1) -2--5--7--0--2---5---3-
C# -2--5--7--0--0---2---1-
A  -2--5--7--0--1---2---2-
E  -2--5--7--0--2---2---3-
A  -2--5--7--0------2-----
E  -2---------------------


B (x2444x@1)                   D (xx0232@1)    A (x02220@1)E (022100@1)  A (x02220@1)   B (x2444x@1)
I hate to do this but you're a pain in the neck
B (x2444x@1)                            D (xx0232@1)  A (x02220@1)     E (022100@1)  A (x02220@1)   B (x2444x@1)
I thought you knew this you're handing me a canceled check
B (x2444x@1)                      D (xx0232@1)  A (x02220@1)   E (022100@1)    A (x02220@1)       B (x2444x@1)
you're so helpless your girlfriends think you're a saint
B (x2444x@1)                          D (xx0232@1)  A (x02220@1) E (022100@1)  A (x02220@1)       D (xx0232@1)
I'll give you a quarter I'll keep my judgements to myself 

D (xx0232@1)                         F# (244322@1)and i get caught up in the moonlight
                          B (x2444x@1)          B7reaching (x21202@1)out for a rotten egg I don't want to beg
      G (320003@1)                F# (244322@1)           B (x2444x@1)
it's crystal clear your time is nearly gone 

count your blessings and do the things that you should
o the has-beens that never had it so good
stormy weather the kids are making a racket
in the wilderness the wild lives are so mild 

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