John Moreland - I Need You To Tell Me Who I Am

Intro:

G...C.G
Em...D...G


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I’m staring at the sky with a lump inside my throat 

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I’m as green as the grass in every song you wrote 

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Well babe, I’m afraid I lost it before you knew I had it 

D...................G..............C
Boxes full of dust are falling from the attic 

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I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand 

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And I need you to tell me who I am 

I got years worth of work and I’m running low on tools 
I’ve been worshiping the words of weary worn out fools 
We stood out on the sidewalk throwing feathers at the castle 
Be careful what you wish for, babe you look a little fragile 
And they’ll blow smoke in your direction til you don’t know where you stand 
And I need you to tell me who I am 

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I never cared for anyone so much 

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I was born with a bomb inside my gut 

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You spend so long looking that you never really see 

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I need you to tell me what to be 

Well babe, I’m afraid I lost it before you knew I had it 
I only wanted one thing and I put my faith in magic 
I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand 
I need you to tell me who I am

John Moreland - God's Medicine

Capo I


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I guess by now, I’m supposed to be a man 


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They said I’d find some kind of freedom when I forgot I had a say 

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But my grandmother still gives me ten bucks on my birthday 

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And she told me that sleep is god’s medicine 




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And you’re gonna die someday 

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So life, take all your terror 


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And surrender to the true 


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It’s times like these, I forget why I quit loving you 


Am....G....C


And I recall when I thought I had a plan 
The sun and moon and stars seemed to slip right through my hands 
But remember that failure is part of being alive 
I guess I let it take away my pride 
One too many times 

I know you’re gonna leave me 
And there’s nothing I can do 
But times like these, I forget why I quit loving you 

So life take all your terror 
And surrender to the true 
It’s times like these, I forget why I quit loving you 
And I don’t know what I’m doing 
Hell, I don’t have a clue 
But times like these, I forget why I quit loving you 
I forget why I quit

John Moreland - Gospel

Capo III


Intro:

D....A..Bm....A

G....A..D....A


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I wanna make it out alive and never think about looking back 


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I wanna drive like hell when I steal the devil’s Cadillac 


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I wanna take that old Eldorado down a dirt road 


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With How I Made it Over playing on the radio 

I wanna be solid as the earth and cool like the night air 
I wanna believe even thought I know life don’t play fair 
I wanna wear my heart on my sleeve, but be tough when I have to 
I wanna dust off the stars and hang them on the wall for you 

I wanna ask all the questions with answers we’ll never know 
I wanna find my faith in records from long ago 
I wanna set fear on fire, and give dreaming a fair shot 
And never give up whether anybody cares or not

Two Cow Garage - Jackson, Don't You Worry

Capo III

Intro:  Em...D.G

Em..............................D.......G
Oh, you December boys got it bad

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Songs of losers and dreamers can be such a drag

Em..............................................D...........G
Birthdays and graduations through a telephone

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Another son of a son of a rolling stone

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Now, there's gonna come a time when your little world's coming apart

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Cause there's a million little girls just dying to break your heart


G.....
Jackson, don't worry, you're a good man's son

.....C
But damn, you should've seen us back when we were young

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The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen

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Jackson, don't you worry, you're a good man's son

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See, your daddy and me, we were born to run

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Ain't nothing's gonna change but ain't nothing gonna stay the same

Questions are many but the answers are few
Each and every one coming down on you
In a box in the closet at the end of the hall
Are our best guesses to them, one and all

Now, there's gonna come a time when your little world's coming apart
Cause this whole world is just dying to break your heart

Jackson, don't worry, you're a good man's son
But damn, you should've seen us back when we were young
The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen
Jackson, don't you worry, you're a good man's son
See, your daddy and me, we were born to run
Ain't nothing gonna change but ain't nothing gonna stay the same

Jackson, don't worry, you're a good man's son
But damn, you should've seen us back when we were young
The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen
Jackson, don't worry, you're a good man's son
Tramps like us, we were born to run
Ain't nothing gonna change but ain't nothing gonna stay the same