Okay I think this a great little diddy and since nobody has tabbed it yet. I thought I would give it a try. I know this isn't 100% more like 75% or maybe even 60%, but it's the only one, so corrections are welcome. Your Humble Narrator - Two Cow Garage - Speaking in Cursive Standard Capo II Intro: e---------------------]-------------------]---------------------------------| b---------------------]-------------------]--------------------3333---------| g---------------------]-------------------]--------------------2222---------| d---------------------]-----------22222222]---------------------------------| a-------------22222222]-3333-2222-00000000]-22-00-2-3-2-0-2222------22222222| e---3333-5555-00000000]-0000-0000---------]-00-22-3-------0000------33333333| G A Em C Em A Em F#/D G fill?C Em D G The intro is played through the verse, here are the chords. Verse: G A Em Waking up to cassette tapes and ashtrays, C Em A all filled up from the night before. Em F#/D G C Smoke filled lungs and tasteful songs, Em D G and a stranger laying on the floor. G A Em Well some girls will kiss, and some girls will shake, C Em A in the morning with blood filled eyes, Em F#/D G C But the sun has a way of making us pay Em D G for a revelry filled nights. Pre-Chorus: C G C G So if it lights you up, and if it turns you on, Em D C G I will sing to you all your favorite songs. Chorus: Em G C G The one about a boy, who broke your heart, C G D and brought you to your knees. Em G C G It was a slow, sad waltz in three quarters time, Em D G by my friends from Tennessee. The rest of the song follows the same pattern. Well the needle will quiver, and the speakers deliver 1974. So here's to the times that we knew were alive, and she always asked for more. So if it lights you up, and it turns her on, I could sing to you all your favourite songs. The one about a boy, that broke your heart, and brought you to your knees. It was a slow, sad waltz in 3/4's time by my friends from Tennessee. The one about a boy, who broke your heart, and brought you to your knees. It was a slow, sad waltz in 3/4's time by my friends from Tennessee. Waking up to cassette tapes and ashtrays, all filled up from the night before. Smoke filled lungs, and tasteful songs, and a stranger laying on the floor. That's it. I plan to update it when I figure out that little fill in the intro, but right now I don't have a pick. I figured this out listening to my crap computer speakers, strumming with my fingers. Besides that I consider myself a singer rather than a guitarist, so help would be appreciated. Thanks and enjoy!