Song: The matador
Artist: Gretchen Peters
Composer: Gretchen Peters
Album: Hello cruel world
Tabbed by: DJ
29th April 2013
Live video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJ0C2z1TmBU
CAPO: 7th fret (sounds in key of Em)
Chord shapes and fret positions are relative to the capo:
Am = x02210 F = 133211 G = 320003 Gsus4 = 3x0013
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[Intro]
Am F Am F
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[Verse 1]
Am F
I threw a rose to the matador, not sure who I was cheering for,
G
My aim was true, my heart was full,
F
I loved the fighter... and the bull,
Am F
I loved like only a woman can, a very complicated man,
G
I bound his wounds, I heard his cries,
F
I gave him truth, I told him lies!
[Verse 2]
Am F Am F
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Am F
His rage is made of many things, faithless women, wedding rings,
G
Snakes and snails and alcohol,
F
His daddy's fist thrown through the wall,
Am
Ah, but he's beautiful when he's in the ring,
F
The devil howls, the angels sing,
G
Sparks fly from his fingertips,
F
And words, like birds, fly from his lips!
[Bridge]
F G
Some man is lying in the dirt, some woman's crying that he's hurt,
F
But he's not alive without the thrill,
G Gsus4 G
With - out the dance, without the kill,
F
The lights go down, the people roar,
G
They're cheering on the matador,
F G Am F
And this is how the story goes, I knew it when I threw the rose!
[Verse 3]
Am F
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Am F
I come to each and every show, the woman in the second row,
G
I watch them in their ancient dance,
F
And I know I never stood a chance,
Am
'Cause while other demons prance and clown,
F
It's vanity that takes you down,
G F
I thought that I could be the one, but I'm just another hanger-on!
[Verse 4]
F
Some man is bleeding in the dirt,
G
Some woman's crying that she's hurt,
F
But who are we without the thrill,
G Gsus4 G
With - out the dance, without the kill?
F G
And he is bull and matador, and I'm the mother and the whore,
F
And this is how the story goes,
G Am F
I knew it when I threw ...the rose!
[Coda]
Am F
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Am F
I threw a rose to the matador, not sure who I was cheering for,
G
My aim was true, my heart was full,
F
I loved the fighter and the bull!
Am F
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