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Do You
Tabbed byJessica
TuningStandard
CapoNone
CHORDS: 

   D  Em9    G/D    G   Em   C   A   
e--2---2------2-----3----0---0---0--
B--3---3------3-----3----0---1---2--
G--2---0------0-----0----0---0---2--
D--0---h2-----0-----0----2---2---2--
A--0---0------h2----2----2---3---0--
E-------------------h3---0----------

INTRO: 

D  Em9    G/D    G 

VERSE: 

 D              Em9    
Hey you say you like the way
     G/D              G
The cowboys tip their hats and say
 D              Em9         G/D            G
"How's it goin', ma'am?"
           D           
But you're never quite clear
    Em9                G/D         G
If their glares are sincere
                G         D  Em9   G/D      G
Or really only just second hand
   D            Em9
To you it's all roses
       G/D       G
It's a lavender haze
    D        Em9
The man is a marvel
       G/D              G
It's a shame about his brains
    D               Em9
But that's okay you say,
          G/D            
"He's got straight teeth
         G     D  Em9   G/D      G
And it's good sex"
     C
You look to the sky
    G
You look to the man
    C
You claim innocence
        G
And not to understand
   D  Em9   G/D      G
Or do you?
D  Em9   G/D      G
Do you?


VERSE 2 (SAME AS ABOVE)
There's a big man wearing a white suit
And patent leather shoes
He wants to take his monkeys
To see the kids at the zoo
Cause the gypsy on the corner said,
"Hey, mister, you can't lose"
And it's your first day at the track
You feel that heat on your back
We all want to find a way
To beat the system
Find some rhythm in the madness

Get down on your knees and pray
Say, "I'll do whatever you want, God
Just let me have my way"
Well will you?
Will you?

CHORUS: 

Em
Come on all you merry men
A
Rally your cry
Em
Dance with the devil
       A
For tomorrow we'll surely
D    C    G/D          G     D  Em9   G/D      G
Hey, hey, blow the men down

VERSE: 

You with all your cigarettes
And cool stares
Filled with blank glares
And loaded regrets
Just like the girls today
With nothing to say
No more pigtails and pony rides
They're sophisticated
They sip on lattes and have their eyes
On a bigger prize

We shake our fists and say
"Well, good golly we're mad
That God kills children
With our very own hands"
We claim innocence
And not to understand
Or do we?
Do we?

CHORUS: 

Come on all you merry men
Rally your cry
Dance with the devil
For tomorrow we'll surely
Hey, hey, blow the men down

D  Em9   G/D      G
Blow the men down
D  Em9   G/D      G
Hey, hey