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Date: Sat, 25 Apr 1998 19:48:54 -0500
From: Oystreck 
Subject: g/green_day/take_back.crd

Band: Green Day
Song: Take Back
Album: Nimrod, track 15, Reprise Records, 1997

Chords:

B: 7-9-9-x-x-x
A: 5-7-7-x-x-x
C: 8-10-10-x-x-x
E: x-7-9-9-x-x


Feedback Intro


Verse 1:	    B                  A C
		You pushed me once to far again

		    B                  A       C
		I'd love to break your f**king teeth.

		        B              A    C         B
		Stick a knife in the center of your back

		                     A           C            B
		You better grow some eyes in the back of your head

		        A    C                B
		I fight dirty just like your looks.


Chorus:		E       B      E      B
		Take... Back...Take...Back


Verse 2:	The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue
		An eye for an eye, gun for a gun
		Cold-cocked and taking back what's mine
		Expect it when you're least expecting it
		No loss of love the smell of regret
		Lights out, can't take anymore.


Chorus  x2


Ending:		 E
		Sh*t



Tabbed by Adam Oystreck (aoystreck@geocities.com) 4/22/98
  [ Part 2: "Attached Text" ]

Band: Green Day
Song: Take Back
Album: Nimrod, track 15, Reprise Records, 1997

Chords:

B: 7-9-9-x-x-x
A: 5-7-7-x-x-x
C: 8-10-10-x-x-x
E: x-7-9-9-x-x


Feedback Intro


Verse 1:	    B                  A C
		You pushed me once to far again

		    B                  A       C
		I'd love to break your f**king teeth.

		        B              A    C         B
		Stick a knife in the center of your back

		                     A           C            B
		You better grow some eyes in the back of your head

		        A    C                B
		I fight dirty just like your looks.


Chorus:		E       B      E      B
		Take... Back...Take...Back


Verse 2:	The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue
		An eye for an eye, gun for a gun
		Cold-cocked and taking back what's mine
		Expect it when you're least expecting it
		No loss of love the smell of regret
		Lights out, can't take anymore.


Chorus  x2


Ending:		 E
		Sh*t



Tabbed by Adam Oystreck (aoystreck@geocities.com) 4/22/98