Song Title: Pockets of my Jeans Artist: Koos Kombuis Tabbed By: Alex B Broadway ------------------------------------ Intro: G C D C x 3 G C D C I saw you turn the other cheek and smile. G C D C I saw my father walk that lonely mile. G C D C I saw a girl with a guitar at the crack of dawn. G C D C I saw a beggar sitting in the cold with just an old Nirvana T-Shirt on. G C D C x 2 G C D C I saw the flames of Jupiter reach across the sky. G C D C I saw a preacher selling expensive lies, and didnt bother to ask him why. G C D C I saw four young men from nowhere change the world with yeah, yeah, yeah. G C D C I saw blood against the window of a florist shop somewhere. G C D C x 2 Em There's so many things I saw today, I don't know what do or say, G D C I'm scared of thinking what it means Em I just thought you'd like to see them too, so I bought these pictures home to you G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G D C Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G C D C x 2 G C D C I heard the winter's first and only snowflake fall. G C D C I heard the sound of rustling skirts like Degas sketches in a mall G C D C I heard the whisper of the traffic in a hubcap down on second beach. G C D C I heard the crying of discarded kids, somewhere desperately out of reach. G C D C I heard the bells of freedom chime for black South Africa G C C D I heard Americans talk like Americans, pretending to be Americans, everywhere, even in America Em Theres so many things I heard today, I don't know what to do or say. G D C I'm scared of thinking what it means Em I just thought you'd like to hear them too, so I bought their soundtrack back to you G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G D C Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans G C D C x 4 G C D C I know the end is coming, and it doesnt matter when. G C D C I know the end is a beginning, it happens ever now and then. G C D C Worlds collide and tears explode. G C D C Our songs are S.O.S. percussion messages in Morse code G C D C I know the kids can hear me, there's nothing to explain G C D C I hear murmurs of disapproval, but they won't make me change my name again G C D C x 2 Em So whatever this is all about, I'll say it straight; I'll sing it out. G C D C We don't need no one to tell us what it means Em I'm sure you got some pictures too, with no one else to show them to G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of your jeans G D Em Stuffed in the pockets of your jeans G D C Stuffed in the pockets of our jeans G C D C x 2
