xMetric - Raw Sugar, off of Grow Up and Blow Away. If I've made any errors that matter, let me know: [email protected]. I'm not entirely sure about the inversions (slash chords) in the first verse. Sonority-wise, I'm confident they are inverted as such, with a descending bass-line, half steps, but I'm not sure if what have is exactly what the acoustic guitar is playing. It also sounds like most of the A minors are E-string barre chords, though again, I may again be listening to the whole rather than solely the acoustic guitar there. I was also loose about sevenths. The only chords that may have a seventh are the E (and E/G#) chords. If you think you hear the D in there, let me know, and I'll give it a listen and fix this. Thanks, Stephen Other information: Key: Am (and C) Time: 4/4 Tuning: Standard Am E/G# Sort of wonder why No one said a word C/G Don't you like it on the sly? Ab Don't you like it till it hurts? Bb Am E/G# Have I been on your mind? What's a voice without a song? C/G Ab Something in your head You've been fighting all along... Bb Am I don't want to say it, The news is not so good We'll never get away, And even if we could We'd just play the tambourine Around an open flame Oversleep and burn To be back in the game Bb C E 'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon Am Ab And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon C Raw sugar Bb I don't want to die living in a high rise grave My baby come home Ab Gm (same black day, high rise grave) No I'm not complaining, Yes it could be worse Ferment on the wish bone, Match the lips to the purse Neighborhood's a runway, Fry the ass and thighs Dirty diamond dealers, pushed behind the ire's 'Cause summer never comes Nowhere near high noon And winter never comes Nor the harvest moon Raw sugar I don't want to die living in a high rise grave My baby come home (same black day, high rise grave) Am E7 Still I wear the red dress, Paint my toes and twirl C Ab Take it back to old times, when I was still a girl Bb Am E7 'Cause now I'm all baboon boys, Cootchie Cootchie Coo C Ab Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you Bb 'Cause summer never comes (same black day, high rise grave) Winter never comes (same black day, high rise grave)
