note:
	1. capo 4th fret
	2. it looks like Scott never lifts his index finger off the Bstring (x2444x@1)
	3. Scott adds alot (x02210@1)of fanciness, only some of which i've tried to capture
	4. this is my first tab and i'm pretty much abeginner (x02210@1)
Verse fanciness:

        Am (x02210@1)      C (x32010@1)     G (320003@1)     Am (x02210@1)e|------------------------3------------------|
B|------1-0h1-----1-------1--------1---------|
G|------2--------------------------2---------|
D|------2---------2--------0h2-2---2---------|
A|------------0-2-3-------2------2-----------|
E|-0-3--------------------3----------0h3-----|

Am C G Am x2 then G Am

Chorus fanciness:

    C (x32010@1)       Am (x02210@1)    G (320003@1)       Am (x02210@1)e|--------------------3-----------------|
B|--1---------1-------1---------1-------|
G|------------2-----------------2-------|
D|------------2---------0h2-2---2-------|
A|--2-0h2---2---------2-------2---------|
E|--3-----------0-3---3-----------0-3---|

C Am G Am x2 then G Am

verse 1:
       Am (x02210@1)           Con (x32010@1)the road to spotsylvania
    G (320003@1)               Amthe (x02210@1)sky grew dark and mean
          Am (x02210@1)              Cwhen (x32010@1)they placed you in the lineup?
              G (320003@1)            Amyou (x02210@1)could not see a god damn thing
       G (320003@1)                   Ambut (x02210@1)it smelled like it might rain

chorus:
C (x32010@1)                           Amand (x02210@1)the rain, it should bring life boys
      G (320003@1)              Amor (x02210@1)at least a brief respite
             C (x32010@1)               Amwell (x02210@1)you can rest and wait for night boys
    G (320003@1)              Ambut (x02210@1)keep your powder dry 
       G (320003@1)                 Amor (x02210@1)the rain will take your life

verse 2:
but through the tress i heard them coming
by the clank of their canteens
but since the rain softened the drum heads
you could hear the orders screamed
there they are boys make 'em bleed

verse 3:
well i took aim but at one really 
but just a shape that caught my eye
and each time i pulled the trigger 
there was no kick she did not fire
i did not keep my powder dry

chorus:
and the rain...

verse 4:
we had never been so close as 
to look them in the eye
some threw rocks and cursed the devil
while we waited there to die
me i pissed myself and cried

chorus: 
that the rain....