Jeremiah Weed
Gary JulesVersion1TuningE2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
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Poor Jeremiah,
His body is broken,
Lying in the alley where he fell.
His head is racing home,
To the hill of California,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
He's got his friends,
He's got his devices,
He got no need for you.
No need for sympathy,
No need for surprises,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know, when it comes to those,
The paint he laid down never fade,
I hope Jeremiah knows,
That's the way it goes,
The Son will find no shame upon him
Poor Jeremiah,
Seven pockets stuffed with empty
People walking everywhere,
But no one says a word.
He's tried killing time,
But it won't sit still,
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know, when it comes to those,
The paint he laid down never fade,
I hope Jeremiah knows,
That's the way it goes,
The Son will find no shame upon him.
Poor Jeremiah
All hail the Holy Roller
A winner in the city
Make you think you're in hell
It's hard to believe
He was laughing at you
Poor Jeremiah weed
Oh, poor Jeremiah weed.
Oh poor Jeremiah weed.
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed
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Readable chord sheet for Jeremiah Weed by Gary Jules
Tuning: E2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
[A]Poor Jer[F]emiah, His [G]body is [F]broken, [A]Lying in the [F]alley where he [G]fell. [A]His head is racing [F]home, To the [G]hill of Cali[F]fornia, [A]Poor Jeremi[G]ah w[A]eed. [A]He's got his [F]friends, [G]He's got his dev[F]ices, [A]He [F]got no need for yo[G]u. [A]No need for s[F]ympathy, [G]No need for sur[F]prises, [A]Poor Jerem[G]iah w[A]eed. [A]Well I[E] know, when it [G]comes to [D]those, [A]The paint he laid [E]down never [D]fade, I [E]hope Jere[G]miah [D]knows, [G]That's the way it [D]goes, [G]The Son will find no [D]shame upon h[E]im Poor Jeremiah, Seven pockets stuffed with empty People walking everywhere, But no one says a word. He's tried killing time, But it won't sit still, Poor Jeremiah weed. Well I know, when it comes to those, The paint he laid down never fade, I hope Jeremiah knows, That's the way it goes, The Son will find no shame upon him. Poor Jeremiah All hail the Holy Roller A winner in the city Make you think you're in hell It's hard to believe He was laughing at you Poor Jeremiah weed Oh, poor Jeremiah weed. Oh poor Jeremiah weed. Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed Poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah, poor Jeremiah weed (fades)