xWilco - She's a Jar Main Riff |----------3------3--2/3--3--3-----------------------------------------| |----------0------0--0----0--0--3--x-0--1---1-----------1--------------| |----------0------0--0----0--0--4--x-0--0---0--------------0-----------| |----------0------0--0----0--0--4--x-0--2---2-----1/2---------0h2--0---| |-------------------------------2-------3------------------------------| |---3-------------3--2/---3--3-----------------------------------------| Verse: G Bm C Bridge: G Am D7 Ebdim (1) Ebdim (2) Em Bm Bbm Am D7 Ebdim (1) Ebdim (2) D7 Ebdim (1 & 2) |-2-| |-2-| |-5-| |-1-| |-1-| |-4-| |-2-| |-2-| |-5-| |-0-| |-1-| |-4-| |---| |---| |---| |---| |---| |---| Harmonica part: |--3-----------------------------| |------3-------------------------| |-----------4------2---4---------| |---------------5----------------| |--------------------------------| |--------------------------------| String part: |--5------------5---------------5------7---8--------| |---------8-----------8-----8---8------8---8--------| |---------------------------------------------------| |---------------------------------------------------| |---------------------------------------------------| |---------------------------------------------------| |--5-----------5----------------5-----7----8---10-----| |--------8------------8-----8---8-----8----8---8------| |-----------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------| |-----------------------------------------------------| __________________________________________ She's a jar with a heavy lid My pop quiz kid, a sleepy kisser A pretty war with feelings hid, She begs me not to miss her She says forever to light a fuse We could use a handful of wheel And a day off and a bruised road However you might feel, tonight is real When I forget how to talk, I sing Won't you please bring that flash to shine And turn my eyes red, unless they close When you click and my face gets sick Stuck, like a question unposed Just climb aboard the tracks of a train's arm in my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above the people underneath Please beware the quiet front yard I warned you before there were water skies I warned you not to drive Dry your eyes, you poor devil Are there really ones like these? The ones I dream float like leaves And freeze to spread skeleton wings I passed through before I knew you I believe it's just because Daddy's payday is not enough I believe it's all because Daddy's payday is not enough Just climb aboard the tracks of a train's arm in my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above the people underneath She's a jar with a heavy lid My pop quiz kid, a sleepy kisser A pretty war with feelings hid You know she begs me not to hit her
