I.r.s.

Guns N' Roses

Compositor: Axl Rose

Tom: D

Intro: D7 C#

D7       C#
Ah, ah
D7         C#
Is it true
D7                        C#           
What they say of you



          F#m                          A
e|--2-2----------5-5--------------------------------------------    
B|--2-2----------5-5--------------------------------------------
G|--2-2----------6-6--------------------------------------------
D|--4-4----------7-7--------------------------------------------
A|--4-4----------7-7--------------------------------------------
E|--2-2--5-4-2-4-5-5--8-7-5-7-----------------------------------


F#m
Gonna call the president
A
Gonna call a private eye
F#m
Gonna get the IRS
A
Gonna need the FBI
D                           C#
Theres not anymore
C#
That I can do

F#m
All the reasons
That you gave
A
Id follow you
F#m
To where youd lead
And if thatd be
A
The end of time its true

F#m
Wouldnt be the first time I been wrong
A
Wouldnt be the last
Im sure Ive known
F#m
With all the rumors I could tell
A
Something didnt work so well
D                C#
Well anyway it feels the same

F#m
As when you first told me
C              C#
You were gone
                                         C#
So long ago but I still held on
F#m
Through all the emotions
C                        C#
The love and the sex
And whats the truth
                                C#
An heres the worst yet

F#m                                               C         C#
Would it even mattered the things that Id say
                                                              C#
You made your mind up and gone anyway
F#m                                      C           C#
And theres no use now in draggin it on
                                               C#
Shoulda seen it comin all along

Solo (F#m C C#m)

D7
Well its true
C#
I had my doubts of you

F#m
Gonna call the president
A
Gonna call myself a private eye
F#m
Gonna get the IRS
A
Gonna get the FBI
F#m
Gonna make this a federal case
A
Gonna wave it right down in your face
F#m 
Read it baby with your morning news
A
With a sweet hangover
And the headlines too

D7 C#
Ah...
Ah...

F#m
I bet you think Im doin this
All for my health
A
I should looked again babe at somebody else
F#m
Feelin like Im done way more than wrong
A
Feelin like Im livin inside of this song
F#m
Feelin like Im just too tired to care
A
Feelin like I done more than my share
F#m
Could it be the way Ive carried on
A
Like a broken record for so long

D7    C#
And I do
Ooh ooh

F#m
Gonna call the president
A
Gonna call a private eye
F#m
Gonna get the IRS
A
Gonna get myself the FBI

D                          C#
Ooh What shall I do
If I...
D                                C#
Gave my heart to you oh
D                    C# 
Its such a crime
                       D
You know its true

(D C#)
(F#m C C#)

F#m
Gonna call the president
A
Gonna call myself a private eye
F#m
Gonna get the IRS
A
Gonna get the FBI
F#m
Gonna make this a federal case
A
Gonna wave it right down in your face
F#m 
Read it baby with your morning news
A
With a sweet hangover
And the headlines too

D7
Theres not anymore
C#                D7
That I can do