Dry Clothes

 Dry Clothes by Annuals 
 Be He Me, 2006 
  
 Tabbed by Thomas Buhler 
 If you find any mistakes, or have any questions about this tab, email me at: 
 t[dot]buhler[dot]007[at]gmail[dot]com 
  
 Tuned 1/2 step down (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb eb). All chords and tabs relative to tuning. 
  
 Chords: 
 D      - xx0232 (play in OUTRO as x57775) 
 A      - x02220 (play in CHORUS as 577655) 
 E      - 022100 
 B      - x24442 
 Abmaj7 – 4776xx 
 F#m    - 244222 
 D#     - x68886 
 Db     - x46664 
  
 VERSE 1: 
           D        A             E            D 
 There's a knapsack rally for the stranger who told  
      D             A             B B B B 
 Of a spider, and a purple toad.  
 D              A          E             D 
   The things I heard were wretched, and slurred.  
        D                 A      B  B     B B 
 Oh, my ears would be cut off at mention. 
  
 CHORUS: 
 A                     Abmaj7                    F#m 
    But you -    don't have to cut -         it off.  
   (I only feel like living when I feel like I'm dying.) 
 F                   A               Abmaj7       F#m   F F F E 
   Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.  
  
  
 SOLO: (play solo in dotted rhythm. Notes in brackets are very hard or  
 impossible to play [with the use of one single guitar]. Use the x’s at the  
 top of the tab to determine beat rhythm. I apologize for the difficulty of  
 reading this tab :D.) 
  
   |x   x   x   x   |x   x   x   x   |x   x   x   x   |x      x      x      x      
 eb|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------------------| 
 Bb|--------5-------|----------------|--------5-------|----------------------------| 
 Gb|------6-----6---|------6-7---9---[9/0]--6-----6---|----------------------------| 
 Db|----7---------7-|6-7-9-----------|----7---------7-|6---4--[4h6p4]2-------------| 
 Ab|--5-------------|----------------|--5-------------|----------------------------| 
 Eb|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------------------| 
  
   |x   x   x   x   |x   x   x   x   |x   x   x   x   |x   x   x   x   |  
 eb|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------| 
 Bb|--------5-------|----------------|--------5-------|----------------| 
 Gb[9/0]--6-----6---|------6-7-9-11-9[9/0]--6-----6---|----------------| 
 Db|----7---------7-|6-7-9-----------|----7---------7-|6---4---6---2---| 
 Ab|--5-------------|----------------|--5-------------|----------------| 
 Eb|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------| 
  
  
 VERSE 2: 
 D           A             E         D 
   So mother bug don't you bite your tongue  
                 D               A           B    B B B 
 Because there's nothing else to do for your son.  
 D             A               E           D  
   He rose the dead. He's been sharing his bed  
          D           A     B  B   B B 
 With the only one he never loved.  
  
 VERSE 3: 
    D A            E D 
 So why should you cry for the  
 D             A    B  B   B   B 
 License plate of a colder state?  
 D            A           E          D 
   Should you talk of the son on the run,  
      D                     A      B   B      B B 
 Your tongue will be ripped out by ducklings.  
  
 CHORUS: 
 A               Abmaj7          F#m 
   Oh, you don't have to cut it off.  
 F                   A               Abmaj7       F#m   F F F E 
   Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.  
  
 CHORUS: 
 A                    Abmaj7                    F#m 
   I only feel like living when I feel like I'm dying.  
 F                   A               Abmaj7       F#m   F F F E 
   Just give it some time. Your baby boy, he only naps.  
  
 VERSE 4: (play only bass note instead of chord) 
 D             A            E               D   
   Well Missy, sure you can look through my drawers.  
 D          A          B 
   I've got nothing to hide. (play as chords again) 
 D            A              E         D 
   So, crying soul don't you tally the toll because  
 D             A       B 
   Where’s the love in counting?  
  
  
 D D# Db (x1) 
  
 OUTRO: 
 D            D            D            D   D# Db 
 Dry clothes, dry clothes, dry clothes, dry clothes   [x6] 
  
 End on D