Note:
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The little riff played over the D chords in the verse is
normally played by a separate guitar from the one that's strumming.

What I do when playing this alone is:
e|-------2-----2-2---|
B|---3-----3---3-3---|
G|---2-2-----2-2-2---|
D|---0---------0-0---|
A|---0---------0-0---|
E|-------------------|
Then on to the Bb and so on.
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(Three muted strums)
D Bb G D Bb C D F A

D          Bb    G              D
A cold and wet November dawn 
          Bb             C      D
And there are no barking sparrows 
     F                   A      D
Just emptiness to dwell upon. 

         Bb   G                 D
I fell into a winter slide 
          Bb             C                 D
And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow 
     F                      A
Just sneaking out my measly pies. 

    G         D          A        D
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I 
G          D       F       A
Know there is this side of me that 
G        D        A             D
Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G       D          F        A
Fly the whole mess into the sea. 

D       Bb         G                    D
Another slow train to the coast 
               Bb            C          D
Some brand new gory art from way on high 
  F                        A            D
I sink and then I swim all night. 

            Bb       G                  D
I watch the ice melt on the glass 
          Bb             C              D
While the eloquent young pilgrims pass 
    F
And leave behind their trail 
  C                     A
Imploring us all not to fail.

   G            D        A       D
Of course I was raised to gather courage from those 
G     D        F         A
Lofty tales so tried and true, but 
G         D   A       D
If you're able I'd suggest it 'cause this 
G      D                   F       A
Modern thought can get the best of you.

Bm          D                  G         A          G       A
This rather simple epitaph can save your hide, your falling mind 
Bm         D                              G    A        G        A
Fate isn't what we're up against; there's no design, no flaws to find
        G    A        G        A
There's no design, no flaws to find.


 Note:
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True picking for the G A G A part:
e|---------------------0--0-0-0-0-------|
B|---------------------2--2-2-3-3/5-----|
G|---------------2-----2--2-2-2-2/4-----|
D|---------0---2-------2--2-2-2-2-------|
A|-------2---0-------2-0--0-0-0-0-------|
E|-----3-----------3--------------------|
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The following solo (Played over verse progression ending in F C A):
e|--------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------10-7-------|
G|-----10p9-7---/7---------------10p9-7---/7--------------|
D|-----------10---------7--------------10----7------7-----|
A|-----------------8-10-----------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------|

e|--------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----9h10-9-7------9h10-9-7-----------------------------|
D|-------------10------------10-/12-7---------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------|

    G         D          A        D
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I 
G      D        F       A
Know I got this side of me that 
G        D        A             D
Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G       D          F        A     D
Fly the whole mess into the sea.