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Color In Your Cheeks

Mountain Goats
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 She came in  on the red-eye  to Dallas-Fort  Worth.
 All the way  from sunny  Taipei.
 Skin the color  of a walnut  shell,
 And a baseball  cap  holding down  her black hair.
 And she came here  after midnight.
 The hot weather made her feel  right at home.
 Come on in,  we haven't  slept for weeks.
 Drink some of this,  it'll put color  in your cheeks.
 He drove in  from Mexicali no  worse for wear.
 Money to burn,  time to kill,  but
 Five minutes looking  in his eyes  and
  We all knew  he was broken  pretty bad,  so we gave  him what we had.
 We cleared a space for him to sleep  in,
 And we let the silence  that's our trademark
Make  its presence felt.
 Come on in,  we haven't  slept for weeks.
 Drink some of this,  it'll put color  in your cheeks.
 They came in  by the dozens, walking  or crawling.
 Some were bright-eyed,
 Some were dead  on their feet.
 And they came  from Zimbabwe,  Or from Soviet  Georgia,
 East Saint Louis,  or from Paris,  or they lived  across the street.
 But they came, and when they'd finally  made it here,
 It was the least  that we could do to make  our welcome clear.
 Come on in,  we haven't  slept for weeks.
 Drink some of this,  this'll put color  in your cheeks.

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Readable chord sheet for Color In Your Cheeks by Mountain Goats

[C#m]  She came [Ab]in on the [A]red-eye to [B]Dallas-Fort Worth.
[E]  All the [Ab]way from [A]sunny Taip[B]ei.
[C#m]  Skin the [Ab]color of a [A]walnut sh[B]ell,
And a [E]baseball cap[Ab] holding [A]down her black ha[B]ir.
And she came [A]here after mid[B]night.
[E]  The hot weather made her [A]feel right at home.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.

[C#m]  He drove [Ab]in from Mexi[A]cali [B]no worse for wear.
[E]  Money to [Ab]burn,[A] time to [B]kill, but
[C#m]  Five [Ab]minutes [A]looking in his [B]eyes and
  We all [E]knew he was bro[Ab]ken pretty bad,[A] so we gave[B] him what we ha[A]d.
We cleared a space for him to [B]sleep in,
And we let the [E]silence that's our trademark
[A]Make its presence felt.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] it'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.

[C#]      [Ab]      [A]       [B]
[E]                       [B]

[C#m]  They came [Ab]in by the [A]dozens, [B]walking or craw[E]ling.
Some were bright[Ab]-eyed,  [A]
Some were [B]dead on their feet.
[E]  And they [Ab]came from Zim[A]babwe, Or from [B]Soviet Geor[E]gia,
East Saint [Ab]Louis, or from [A]Paris, or they liv[B]ed across the st[A]reet.
But they came, and when they'd [B]finally made it here,
It was the [E]least that we could do to [A]make our welcome clear.
Come on [E]in, we [A]haven't slept for weeks.
Drink some of this,[E] this'll put [A]color in your che[B]eks.

[E]                       [A]
[E]                       [A]
[E]                       [B]
[C#m]      [Ab]      [A]      [B]
[E]

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