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East Nashville Easter
Tabbed by:seth yager


Tuning:standard

e|---------3-1-0-1h3(x2-4)-3-1-0-3---------------
B|---------3-1-1-1h3-------3-1-1-3---------------------
G|-------------------------0-2-0-0------------------
D|-------------------------0-3-2-0---------------------
A|-------------------------2-3-3-2------------------
E|-1/3(x4)-----------------3-1-3-3(til 'kick in)----

1st lick(add hammer/pull-off where ever you feel)

e|----------------------------------
B|-3-1-0-1-0---1-0------------------------
G|----------2-0---2-0-0------------------
D|-------------------3---------------
A|---------------------------------
E|---------------------------------

verse: G-F-C-G

Engine's running hot
But now it's burnin' down
Everyone says that this is going well
But I can hear every sound

(adam plays percussively)
Four gray walls
Make it all seem right
But everything looks wrong
In these cheap hotel lights

Chorus:
      C(tension)G(release)
Going up and down
C         G
Down and out

*lick(x4)

Cheap cologne and expensive perfume
I've never seen so many lost souls in my life
Air so thick, so busy and loud
One crazy young man standing out in the crowd

[ Chorus ]

lick(x4)

G(quiet & staccato)
One of these days when the sun comes up and I'm tossin' and turnin' alone
I'm gonna pull myself up outta this state
I'm gonna make everything seem alright, alright

G(loose build up)
Know how it feels with the sun in my eyes, still that heartbroken wind's at my door
One of these days I'm gonna wreck myself and this engine won't run no more, no more

[ Chorus (x2) ]

lick(x4)
GCG

Damned if the right one didn't go wrong
written by-todd snyder
tabbed- seth yager
Tuning:standard
capo-3rd fret(everything relative to capo)
fast!!!  and this is quite skeletal. throw in some extra hammers/releases as you see fit
e|------------------------------
B|-------------------------------
G|------2-0-0h2-0----------------------
D|---------2-----2r0------------------
A|-0h3h4------------3-0--0---0--------------
E|----------------------0-0h3-0---------

i don't have the lyrics handy, but they're sweet, as is most of snyder's work

verse: A-G-A-D i believe
bride-D-G
chorus-A-G-D

this isn't even close to 100% so add on if you hear something else. i'm going to bed
[code]

here's some more snyder tunes. 

yonder plays sideshow blues.
i didn't tab this. found it online

A 
My landlady treats me like I don't pay my rent  
A 
Gave my car to my mechanic, I ain't seen it since  
A 
My phone is always ringing, when I want to be alone  
A 
They try and sell me everything from Heaven to cologne  
     D                             A 
Everybody's got an offer I can't refuse  
         E                                                  A 
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
 
  
A 
It's all a big commercial; It's a video of a man  
A 
It's a plot to put an end to my attention span  
A 
They make up all these issues, I never understood  
A 
If I thought I could change things I'd run out to Hollywood  
          D                                                A 
But it's hard to kick the door down wearing seven dollar shoes  
         E                                                  A 
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
 
  
                 D 
I've got them sideshow blues  
           D 
I want to tame the lions  
        A 
These center ring rich kids ain't even trying  
        D 
From college to the big top they take the best positions  
           E 
While I'm out in this tent with these freaks and musicians  
           E 
While I'm out in this tent with these freaks and musicians  
                            A 
I'm moaning them sideshow blues  
 
 (solo)  
 
I try to tell my girlfriend she's the only one that I've got  
This chick I hardly knows keeps on telling her she's not  
She got a loaded pistol, she waves it all the time  
Says some times you gotta kill a boy to keep his ass in line  
Well that's the way she sees it, she says she saw it on the news  
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
  
 
See people play satanic records, and you don't know when they'll freak  
From quiet kid to maniac to movie of the week  
We're killing over cocaine, dying over sex  
We're bowing down and praying to who'll ever cuts the check  
When I go to church on Sunday, I can't help sleep in the pews (that's what I do)  
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues  
It's a circus people...Step Right Up