Standard Tuning Capo on 2nd fret Relative to capo Intro: Dm |-------1--1------1--1---------1--1--------1--1------1--1------1--3-------------| |-------3--3------3--3---------3--3--------3--3------3--3------3--1-------------| |---2---2---------2------------0------0h3--3-----3---3-----0---0-----0h2-0------| |-------0-----0---0-----0-2-3--3--------------------------------------------3---| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------------| |--------1--1------1--1---------1--1--------1--1------1--1------1--3-------------| |--------3--3------3--3---------3--3--------3--3------3--3------3--1-------------| |--------2---------2------------0------0h3--3-----3---3-----0---0-----0h2-0------| |----0---0---------0-----0-2-3--3--------------------------------------------3---| |--------------0-----------------------------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------------------------------------------| Dm |----1--1----1--1--| |----3--3----3--3--| |----2-------2-----| x2 |-0--0-------0-----| |---------0--------| |------------------| Bb |------------------| |----3--3----3--3--| |----3--3----3--3--| x2 |----3-------3-----| |-1-------1--------| |------------------| C |------------------| |----1--1----1--1--| |----0--0----0--0--| x2 |----2-------2-----| |0h3-------2-------| |------------------| Dm Bb My family does own some land where the river is wide C Bb At night I see my memories dimly dying on the other side Dm Bb I know that I am now all bitterness and tart C Dm Bb Anatomy to me is a homesick stomach and a broken heart Dm Bb You rest-stops in the midnight are like friends I've worn to bone C Bb I only notice that you're glowing when I'm feeling so ever alone Dm Bb Drunken with the children now too many times to complain C Dm Trustful was the mouth I turned into a lustful sopping hole and Bb Now it's nothing but a bathtub drain Dm Bb The latter days are harder than I ever could've known C Dm Come back to retrieve me sometime soon Dm Bb If the latter days are ending then I hope I'm ending too C Bb And buried someplace where your breath tastes new to me and Dm Always blowing, so my body's bent and bowing Bb C Deep into the day's ending in summer Bb C The latter days are always panting like a second-comer Dm Bb All the fleshy statues of the city-square goodbyes C Bb Are flinging smooth-skin trinities and nakedness up into my eyes Dm Bb Naked swan-necked girls, your arching backs into the sun C Dm The highway ditch's black clouds split the median and Bb Breathing in of all the ribs of every bathing one Dm And in those trash-pit-ponds you bathe and Bb Oh, how you all gleam C Mindlessly bright where you're wet in Bb Your eye-lashing, fluid-splashing, rapid-flashing Dm Canal-bleaching dream For me