Red
Okkervil RiverVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Red is my favorite color
Red like your mother's eyes after awhile
Of crying about how you don't love her
She says, "I know I don't deserve
Supervised sight of her
( FG)
But each day becomes a blur without my daughter"
Fall is my favorite season
Like falling to reasoning why you crashed from on high
She says, "Why is my life so uneven
And what have I done right
But given you your life
(FG)
If after I let you on into that bar room... into that bar room?"
"Yes" is my favorite answer
I took a dancer home, she felt so alone
We stayed up all night in the kitchen
Doing my dishes, on and on until the dawn
She said, "I know that it's easy to have me
But I have seen some things
That I cannot even tell to my family pictures
And I'm full of fictions and fucking addictions
And I miss my mother"
Second Interlude*:
She'll never know I could never forget her
If I could write her a letter, I'd try with every line
To say, "She still remembers your touch
And I know that it's not much
I know that it's not much
I know that it's not much
But you still haven't lost her
( )
You still haven't lost her
( )
You still haven't lost her
( )
You still haven't lost her
Not yet"
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Readable chord sheet for Red by Okkervil River
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[G]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[G] [F][G]
R[C]ed is my f[G]avorite c[F]olor
Red like your [Am]mother's eyes [C]after awh[G]ile
Of cr[C]ying about h[G]ow you don't l[F]ove her
She says, "[Am]I know I don't deserve
S[C]upervised sight of her
[G] ([F] [G] [Am] FG)
But each day becomes a blur without my daughter"
F[C]all is my f[G]avorite s[F]eason
Like falling to r[Am]easoning why you cr[C]ashed from on h[G]igh
She says, "Wh[C]y is my l[G]ife so un[F]even
[Am]And what have I done right
B[C]ut given you your life
[G] (FG) [Am] [F] [G]
If after I let you on into that bar room... into that bar room?"
[C] [C] [C9] [C]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[G]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[G]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[C] [G] [F] [C]
[G] [F][G]
"Y[C]es" is my f[G]avorite a[F]nswer
I took a d[Am]ancer home, she f[C]elt so al[G]one
We st[C]ayed up all n[G]ight in the k[F]itchen
Doing my d[Am]ishes, on and [C]on until the d[G]awn
She said, "[C]I know that it's [G]easy to h[Am]ave me
B[F]ut I have seen some things
Th[G]at I cannot even t[C]ell to my f[G]amily p[Am]ictures
And I'm full of f[F]ictions and fucking add[G]ictions
And I miss my m[C]other"
Second Interlude*:
[C] [C9] [C] [C9]
[C] [C9] [C] [C9]
[C] [C9] [C] [C9]
She'll never kn[C]ow I could n[G]ever forg[F]et her
If I could write her a l[Am]etter, I'd try w[C]ith every l[G]ine
To say, "Sh[C]e still rem[G]embers your to[F]uch
And I kn[Am]ow that it's not m[G]uch
I kn[C]ow that [G]it's not m[F]uch
I kn[Am]ow that it's not m[G]uch
But you still haven't l[C]ost her
([C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [G] [G] [G])
You still haven't lost her
([C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [G] [G] [G])
You still haven't lost her
([C] [G] [F] [C] [C] [G] [F] [C] [C] [G] [F] [C])
You still haven't lost her
Not y[G]et"