• A
  • Amaj7
  • B7
  • Bbmaj7/A
  • Bm
  • C#7
  • C#m
    4
  • D
  • Dm
  • E
  • E7
  • F#m
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Tom:
E D A The day I turned my back on all you people
E D A I felt an itching in my thumbs.
C#m E7 F#m B7 Salt air like a broadcast from the distant, dark beyond
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A When my transformation comes. [Verse 2]
E D A I went down to the warm, warm water
E D A Saw a pelican flypast
C#m E7 F#m B7 Waved once at the highway and then left all that behind me
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A I went wading through the grass. [Verse 3]
Bm Dm Amaj7 And no one was gonna come and get me.
Bm Dm Amaj7 There wasn't anybody gonna know.
F#m D C#7 F#m Even though I leave a trail of burnt things in my wake
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A Every single place I go. [Instrumental]
E D A
E D A [Verse 4]
E D A And it was cool, and it was quiet
E D A In the humid marsh down there.
C#m E7 F#m B7 I let my head sink down beneath the brackish water,
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A Felt it gumming up my hair. [Verse 5]
E D A The sun was sinking into the Atlantic
E D A The last time that I turned my back on you.
C#m E7 F#m B7 I tried to summon up a little prayer as I went under
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A It was the best that I could do. [Verse 6] And I said
Bm Dm Amaj7 Let them all fare better than your servant,
Bm Dm Amaj7 The reeds all pricking at my skin.
F#m D C#7 B7 Here's hoping they have better luck than I had down here with you
A D A (Bbmaj7/A) A All that water rushing in
  • A
  • Amaj7
  • B7
  • Bbmaj7/A
  • Bm
  • C#7
  • C#m
    4
  • D
  • Dm
  • E
  • E7
  • F#m
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Composição: John Darnielle e Franklin Bruno

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