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                             CULLING O THE FOLD - The Decemberists
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Tabbed by: Henner
Email:hhinze@gno.de

This is my first tab and it will be far from perfect. So I appreciate any corrections. Have fun!

Ab         Cm
Cut him up boy
              Ab         Cm
You've got to cut him up boy
Ab
He's a wicked disgrace
Cm
And he said it to your face
           Ab         Cm
You better cut him up boy
Cm
Take him by the teeth
Cm
Get him down on his knees
Ddim
With your hands all shaking
Ab
That'll teach him how to take it
      Cm         Ab
Gotta cut him up boy
Cm
And how
Cm                 Fm
Ply her heart with gold and silver
Cm                       Fm
And take your sweetheart down to the river
Cm              Ddim
Dash her on the paving stones
Ab                
It may break your heart
G
To break her bones
Fm                  Ab      G              Cm
But someones got to do, the culling of the fold
Ab         Cm
cut him up girl
       Ab         Cm
Really cut him up girl
Ab                       Cm
He lives by himself in a hole in a wall,
             Ab         Cm
You've gotta cut him up girl
Cm
You can take him in a stitch
Cm
Dump his body in a ditch
Ddim
Leave his limbs all naked
Ab
That'll teach him how to take it
       Cm         Ab
Better cut him up girl
Cm
And how
Cm                 Fm
Ply her heart with gold and silver
Cm                       Fm
And take your sweetheart down to the river
Cm              Ddim
Dash her on the paving stones
Ab
It may break your heart
G
To break her bones
Fm                  Ab      G              Cm   
But someones got to do, the culling of the fold
Ab        Cm
Listen up boy
Ab            Cm
And listen up girl
Ab              
It's a shallow little trench
Cm
And it's giving off a stench
       Ab             Cm
It's a shallow little world
Cm
Feeling down in the face
Cm
Could you use a little space
Dim
When the radio crackles
Ab
And the inlaws cackle
           Cm         Ab
You better cut him up boy
               Cm
And cut him up girl
Cm                 Fm
Ply her heart with gold and silver
Cm                       Fm
And take your sweetheart down to the river
Cm              Ddim
Dash her on the paving stones
Ab
It may break your heart
G
To break her bones
Fm                  Ab      G              Cm
But someones got to do, the culling of the fold