Loboito
Jared Mees And The Grown ChildrenVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
One time in ten things will perfectly mend
And the moonlight on the porch screen will so perfectly bend
And you'll bow like a flower and be OK without her
As your holiday crescendo begins
Christmas came one thousand times each year
Once on the twenty-fifth, the rest when she was near
And you could lose yourself in all that coke and beer
But you always came out smelling like a rose when she was close
"Hold me," she says, her hair is a mess
But her eyes glow like embers so you draw close and press
Her photo to your face, feel its glossy embrace
After that you sort of forget the rest
But it's so windy in the aspen groves
Driving the wildfire west, (????????)
Making your heaving chest open and close
You know things only glow when they're broken and lonely
So then you're there on the beach while she was still in reach
She was the type of girl who'd make a pastor want to preach
Of brimstone and grails, of the blood on the nails
Of stained hair and bathtubs full of bleach
You're on the Greyhound bus watching the South get small
Beeline for Canada, escape the (???????)
'Cause when the leaves catch fire you wait for ghosts to call
Disconnect the phone
Get the hell out of this hell you once called home
(repeat --- few times, end on .)
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Readable chord sheet for Loboito by Jared Mees And The Grown Children
[C]One time in ten things will[Em] perfectly mend And the [F]moonlight on the porch screen will [Am]so perfectly [G]bend And you'll [F]bow like a [G]flower and be [C]OK with[Am]out her As your [F]holiday cre[G]scendo be[C]gins [C]Christmas came one thousand [Am]times each year Once on the [F]twenty-fifth, the rest when [G]she was near And you could [C]lose yourself in all that[Am] coke and beer But you [F]always came out smelling like a [G]rose when she was [C]close [Am] [F] [G] [C]"Hold me," she says, her [Em]hair is a mess But her [F]eyes glow like embers so you [Am]draw close and [G]press Her [F]photo to your [G]face, feel its[C] glossy em[Am]brace After [F]that you sort of [G]forget the [C]rest But it's so [C]windy in the [Am]aspen groves Driving the [F]wildfire west, (????[G]????) Making your [C]heaving chest o[Am]pen and close You [F]know things only [G]glow when they're broken and [C]lonely [Am] [F] [G] So then you're [C]there on the beach while [Em]she was still in reach She [F]was the type of girl who'd make a [Am]pastor want to [G]preach Of [F]brimstone and [G]grails, of the [C]blood on the [Am]nails Of s[F]tained hair and [G]bathtubs full of [C]bleach You're on the [C]Greyhound bus watching the [Am]South get small Beeline for [F]Canada, escape the (??[G]?????) 'Cause when the [C]leaves catch fire you wait for [Am]ghosts to call [F]Disconnect the [G]phone Get the hell out of this hell you once called [C]home (repeat [C]-[Am]-[F]-[G] [A] few times, end on [C].)