1. |
Carolina
04:03
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Carolina
02/08/12 - FtLd
Carolina she’s a living in a ditch
I swear to god she’s a certified bitch
She’s taken all my money
She ain’t left a god damn thing
And she’s driving down the road
Like the world’s about to end
She ain’t giving up nothing
She ain’t never giving in
She’s 1-2-3 gone insane
Carolina she’s a banging on my balls
She’s turned my life
Into a god damn living hell
She’s stolen all my love
She’s stolen all my bling
She even stole my mojo
And flushed it down the drain
She ain’t ever gonna lose
She ain’t ever let me win
She’s 1-2-3 gone insane
(break)
Carolina she’s the devil that’s for sure
She’ll chew you up, swallow you
Then shit you out the door
And when she has fucked you
You will never fuck again
Cause she’ll castrate you then laugh at you
Just to cause you more pain
You know she just ain’t human
So you just beware my friene
She’s 1-2-3 gone insane
intro: (4 beat pick)
34.46.57 - 34.47.56
39.46.57 - 29.36.47 - 19.36.47
29.311.411 - 29.38.410
39.46.57 - 27.36.47
39.47.59 - 38.47.59 - 34.47.56
34.46.57 - 39.46.57 - Af7 (E)
210.39.411 - 29.38.410 - 27.38.49
39.46.57 - 27.36.47
39.47.59 - 38.47.59 - 39.46.57
verses: (fast strum)
39.46.57 (alt 39 to 49)
29.39.47 (alt 29.39 to 20.30)
39.46.57 (alt 39 to 49)
34.44.52 (alt 34.44 to 30.40)
35.45.53 (alt 35.45 to 30.40)
37.47.55 (alt 37.47 to 30.40)
39.56.67 (alt 56.67 to 50.60)
29.46.57 (alt 29 to 39)
end: (4 part pick)
27.36.47 (strummed)
210.39.411 - 29.38.410 - 27.38.49
39.46.57 - 27.36.47
39.47.59 - 38.47.59 - 39.46.57
copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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2. |
Slowly Go Insane
04:56
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Slowly Go Insane
11/22/13 - FtLd
I’m living in the wrong line
I’m living in the wrong way
It’s the things I said
And the things I did not say
I’m trying to remember
What I did yesterday
Do you think tomorrow
I’ll remember today
And the time
Is always right to get it wrong
You can do it again
You can do it all nite long
And the time
Will never let you get away
Just spin the wheel
And pick up all the pain
The needle is you only friend
The bottle is your soul
Don’t matter how young
How rich, how poor or how old
So just do another line
Yeah take another toke
But don’t think to hard
Cause it’s all just a bad joke
And the time
Is always right to get it wrong
You can do it again
You can do it all nite long
And the time
Will never let you get away
Just spin the wheel
And pick up all the pain
When I look into your eyes
I can see the light
It burns me in the day
But it saves me in the nite
You’re such a pretty poison
I run to every time
Cause you give me strength
Even when you suck me dry
And the time
Is always right to get it wrong
You can do it again
You can do it all nite long
And the time
Will never let you get away
Just spin the wheel
And pick up all the pain
Yeah spin the wheel
And dig you own grave
Just spin the wheel
And slowly go insane
verse:
25.46.57* - 23.44.55
21.42.53 - 25.46.57*
chorus:
28.49.510 - 210.411.512
25.46.57* - 21.42.53
23.44.55 - 25.46.57*
end:
37.46.57
* - harmonic at 17
(4 part pick)
copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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3. |
Somehow
04:27
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Somehow
05/04/11 - FtLd
In a child
In a time
In a while
In the things that we find
Love and hate
Love some more
Love until
You can’t love anymore
And the day is long
Long to the night
But the day is gone
Gone with the light
Play a game
Play for keeps
Play the same
Mistakes we all make
Be the king
Be the queen
Be what you want
It don’t mean anything
Cause the day is long
Long to the night
And the day is gone
Gone with the light
Spin a planet
Spin a stone
Spin yourself
Until you’re done
But keep an eye
Keep and ear
Keep listening
For what you can’t hear
Cause the day is long
Long to the night
And the day is gone
Gone with the light
And I’ll be, I’ll be
I’ll be by your side
When the day is gone
Gone all the while
Am I here
Are you now
Will we see
Somehow
verse:
C - Ef3 (G)
28.36.47 - 28.49.57
(all 2x)
chorus:
49.57.68 - Glong
35.44.55 - Em
(all 2x - end on Em+13.23)
end on:
28.49.57
copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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4. |
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Thank God I Killed No One Today
11/05/11 - FtLd
In the bank standing in line
The man in front he holds a sign
Says Robin Hood was left behind
So I am here to take this time
The teller gives the man he takes
Everyone they try to escape
But it’s not easy to get away
When you make such a big mistake
Thank god I killed no one today (4x)
Walking out the door I hear
A woman shout oh look up there
That man upon the ledge he dares
To jump and fly into the air
The man he leaps without a fear
Hear him scream hear him swear
He falls he falls without a care
And when he hits he disappears
Thank god I killed no one today (8x)
Driving down the road I see
The person driving in front of me
Hit a woman with two small babies
They all fall down they all decease
The car it rolls it flips three times
Everyone inside they surely die
But I just keep driving by
Yeah I just keep driving by
Thank god I killed no one today (8x)
And when I’m home I start to cry
I cannot understand just why
Everyone who’s born they have to die
The tears they flood out of my eyes
So laying down in bed that night
I hold the gun I squeeze it tight
The shot rings out a flash of light
There is no sound there is no sight
Thank god I killed no one today (12x)
chords:
45.55.63 - 44.54.62
43.53.61 - 23.52 (or A7f3)
alt:
45.55.63 - Emlong
49.57.68 - 52.63
bridge:
A7f3 - Emlong
517.615 - 49.57.68
end:
A7f3 - Emlong - A7f10
copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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5. |
Who's To Say
04:04
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Who’s To Say (#311)
02/5/13 - FtLd
I was never me
You were never you
We were never us
But no one ever knew
We were living in a dream
We did not love
But who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
Yeah who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
I was never right
You were never wrong
We were never listening
To what was going on
It was like everyone was shouting
But the volume was turned off
But who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
Yeah who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
I was never looking
You were never there
It was like we’d seen more
Than we really cared
But you can just ignore
Just ignore so much
But who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
Yeah who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
So I was holding on
While you were letting go
I could take some more
But you’d already hit the road
It’s lonelier
Only when you’re stuck
But who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
Yeah who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
Oh who’s to say
Who’s to say
That’s not enough
verse:
37.46.57 - 37.46.55
35.45.53 - 34.45.54
chorus:
C+60 - 35.44.55 - 37.46.57 (2x)
copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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6. |
Willa Meana
03:47
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Willa Meana
10/21/12 - FtLd
Willa Meana won’t you please
Come on out that door
I been waiting here so long
I can’t wait here no more
I been waiting on you
Like no one else I’ve ever known
So come on out that door
Don’t leave me here alone
Cause Willa Meana you’re the baddest
And the best I’ve ever seen (saw)
How can you be so beautiful
How can you be so mean (raw)
So take me down to that place
Yeah take me down once more
To that place that you have taken me
Oh so many times before
Willa Meana
Willa Meana I am shaking
You have shaken up my soul
I feel like I am dying
Like I’m losing control
So baby come on out that door
Or there’s no telling what I’ll do
Yeah come on out to me
Or I’m coming in for you
Cause Willa Meana you’re the baddest....
intro:
17.37.45 - 17.37.44
17.36.43 - 27.36.44 (all 2x)
verse:
Ef3 (G)
Emf7 (Bm)
28.49.57 (Em)
Ef2 (F#)
chorus:
29.49.57 (Em)
211.411.59 (F#m)
212.412.510 (G)
215.416.514
214.416.514
Emf7 (Bm)
Ef5 (A)
Ef3 (G)
Ef2 (F#)
Amf2 (Bm)
end:
17.37.45 - 17.36.44
27.36.44
copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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