----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cookie Jar by Jack Johnson ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Ryan "tab_monkey" Email:ryano137@yahoo.com Tuning: standard EADGBe e|----2--x--4--4--4--4--4-----2--x--4--4--4--4--4------| B|----2--x--5--5--5--5--5-----2--x--5--5--5--5--5------| G|----2--x--6--6--6--6--6--4-----x--6--6--6--6--6------| this is repeated D|-4-----x--6--6--6--6--6--4-----x--6--6--6--6--6------| throughout the song A|-4-----x--4--4--4--4--4--2-----x--4--4--4--4--4------| E|-2-----x--4--4--4--4--4--------x--4--4--4--4--4------| and I will turn on the TV... Jack uses this little riff at the end of each verse e|----2--x--4---------------------2--x--4--4--4--4--4---------| B|----2--x--5---------------------2--x--5--5--5--5--5---------| G|----2--x--6------------------4-----x--6--6--6--6--6---------| D|-4-----x--6-------4p6--4-----4-----x--6--6--6--6--6---------| A|-4-----x--4--4p7----------7--2-----x--4--4--4--4--4---------| E|-2-----x--4------------------------x--4--4--4--4--4---------| listen to the song to put it together i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing to see all the other people, i dont know what they mean it was magic at first, when they spoke without sound but now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn that thing down turn it around it wasnt me, says the boy with the gun sure i pulled the trigger, but it needed to be done because lifes been killing me ever since it begun you cant blame me because im too young you cant blame me, sure the killer was my son but i didnt teach him to pull the trigger of the gun its the killing on his tv screen you cant blame me, its those images he seen you cant blame me, says the media man i wasnt the one who came up with the plan i just point my camera at what the people want to see its a two way mirror and you cant blame me you cant blame me, says the singer of the song or the maker of the movie which he based his life on its only entertainment, as anyone can see its smoke machines and makeup, you cant fool me it was you, it was me, it was every man weve all got the blood on our hands we only receive what we demand and if we want hell then hells what well have i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing to see all the other people, dont know what they mean it was magic at first, but let everyone down and now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn it around turn it around