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Take Me

Edwin Mccain
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 I  pull my boots off,
 Throw  my weapon on the floor
 I  cry my eyes out
 In  my private little war
 Well  it seems I've been a soldier
  (464444)
 Heaven knows I've been no saint
 With  my camouflage and armor
  (242222)
 Cold heart and grease paint
 To  you this has no meaning
  (464444)
 The armistice laid down
 The  armies all are quiet
  (242222)
 And the guns don't make a sound, 'cause you..
   You melted the steel walls, tore  down the bobwire
 
   filled in the trenches, demanded a ceasefire
   And now you're leavin', there's  nothin' I can do
 
   I want you to know, you're gonna take me with you
 2nd Verse
 Well now feel the match on suicide in the foxhole of my mind
 and way off in the distance, the air raid sirens whine
 and they sing your song of rescue, to my tattered worn out shell
 you drag me to your safety, from this my front line hill
 (bridge)
   The blood that was spilled  in the heartache before
   Left on massive scars,  that I never,  never could ignore to you
 acoustic only)

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Readable chord sheet for Take Me by Edwin Mccain

I[E] pull my boots off,

T[Asus2]hrow my weapon on    the floor

I[E] cry my eyes out

I[Asus2]n my private little war

W[E]ell it seems I've been a soldier
         (464444)
Heaven knows I've been no saint

W[Asus2]ith my camouflage and armor
      (242222)
Cold heart and grease paint

T[E]o you this has no meaning
     (464444)
The armistice laid down

T[Asus2]he armies all are quiet
        (242222)
And the guns don't make a sound, 'cause you..

 [E]  You melted the steel walls, t[C#m7]ore down the bobwire

 [Bm7]
 [Asus2]  filled in the trenches, demanded a ceasefire

 [E]  And now you're leavin', t[C#m7]here's nothin' I can do

 [Bm7]
 [Asus2]  I want you to know, you're gonna take me with you

2nd Verse
Well now feel the match on suicide in the foxhole of my mind
and way off in the distance, the air raid sirens whine
and they sing your song of rescue, to my tattered worn out shell
you drag me to your safety, from this my front line hill

(bridge)

 [C#m] The blood that was s[D]pilled in the heartache before[E]

 [C#m] Left on massive scar[Asus2]s, that I never,[B] never could ignore to you     [E]

acoustic only)

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