------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thomas Jefferson [feat. Sims & Mike Miebe] - Astronautalis ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Album: This Is Our Science Tabbed by: Eric Zilli (eric dot zilli at gmail dot com) Standard tuning: eBGDAE Chords Am x02210 Dm* x0323x Dm x00231 Em x22000 NC No chord played You could play a normal Dm instead of Dm*, but Dm* into Dm gives a little more movement. Intro x3 e|-----------------| B|-1---1---1---0---| G|---2---2---2-----| D|-----------------| A|-0---0---0-------| E|-----------------| Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more, you could never connect the copper cast with the mold. Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) You could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every mile I drive, further down this road, tears a little more off of my bones, Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) and you could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) The first thing they was taught was how to load and lock. Dm* Take that aim and shot, embrace the pain of shoulder blade taking stock. Dm (xx0231@1) Em (022000@1) Watch a drop, pull the bolt back, load another up till the clip goes "pop". (NC) Till you sweep your block, and you can hear your pin drop In a place that's more comfortable with "POP! POP! POP! POP!". Am (x02210@1) Dm* The first thing they learned was how to plant that carbine in the earth, Dm (xx0231@1) prop that helmet on the stock, hang them dog tags from the lock. Em (022000@1) Am (x02210@1) Say your prayers and mark the spot, where the body's interred, then turn, taciturn, and talk that walk. Taste that salt! Am (x02210@1) Sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth. Don't cry when it hurts cause you ain't done yet son. Dm* Spill a little bit of more blood, everybody knows what comes from the warm wet [bed bud?] Dm (xx0231@1) Better believe, when you fall to your knees Em (022000@1) you'll cry, you're gonna pray for peace, Am (x02210@1) and plant them seeds of the winter wheat and the Georgia peach watered up with your red rum. Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more, you could never connect the copper cast with the mold. Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) You could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every mile I drive, further down this road, tears a little more off of my bones, Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) and you could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) I know he would've loved this, but he had to die to give it. Dm* I melted down his musket, turned it to a tool. Dm (xx0231@1) Em (022000@1) Tilling like a fool, to see where his blood went, Am (x02210@1) See if I can grow something beautiful above it. Am (x02210@1) Standing guard above my garden till the seeds take root, Dm* Taking shade under the trees with the sweet grapefruit. Dm (xx0231@1) Em (022000@1) Am (x02210@1) I'll take my yield and his old boots till the leaves shake loose, I will die in these fields, but my seeds will move. Am (x02210@1) The ox and yoke know every note I hum, Dm* written in the grass by the midday sun. Dm (xx0231@1) Em (022000@1) Am (x02210@1) The lamp lit ahead of me, with the earth between my feet, I'll sing a song into the breeze, let it fold the wheat. Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more, you could never connect the copper cast with the mold. Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) You could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every mile I drive, further down this road, tears a little more off of my bones, Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) and you could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every song I sing, cuts a little bit more, you could never connect the copper cast with the mold. Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) You could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! Am (x02210@1) Dm (xx0231@1) Every mile I drive, further down this road, tears a little more off of my bones, Em (022000@1) Dm (xx0231@1) and you could never guess, you could never guess, Am (x02210@1) you could never guess where I come from... No! End on ringing Am.
