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Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

  All the boys who called their mothers on that day

  Were no tough bunch, but they had the nerves, to go and say

That all your secrets were drowned

With the pioneers who were flooded from this town

They packed their bags only moments too late

With the pounding waves crashing up against the weakened water gates

Dire times call for dire faces

 So lovely dancer call and answer

 Trade our places in the night

 Were running barefoot you and I

Dead lovers salivate broken hearts tessellate tonight

  And all the kids who cut their knees on that old school yard fence D G Em D

  Were holding out for prosperity in self defense D G Em A

 We beat them down again

 Its no fun playing cowboy for pretend

 We'll show them what the backs of our hands are for

 The divide is clear in the coming year the rich will take the poor

Dire times call for dire faces

 So lovely dancer call and answer

 Trade our places in the night

 Were running barefoot you and I

Dead lovers salivate broken hearts tessellate tonight