Tag: Chord Gitar Adam Green

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Down at the television station momma
You’re bored, getting tired
But baby you ain’t trying to warn me that the macro-D getting fired
Just like those bored down now second old cures
That we said, hubba hubba
Just like that funny little lady momma
Tidy and clean, just like butter
Yeah

Oh everybody know, know, know Nat King Cole
Know, know, know Nat King Cole
Know, know Nat, know, know Nat, know, know Nat King Cole, baby
You’re giving birth to a jealous lover, baby
The situation is out of your hands momma
A funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower
They gonna get me momma
Going home now yeah

[Verse 3]
Now I’ve been monkey-ing around, but a beat, bobbing free-wheeling guy
But this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by

[Verse 4]
I got a hole in my barrel Cheryl
She left me out in the cold
I got a hundred one fever momma
Should not be acting so old
She acted so old now yeah

[Instrumental]


Woooo, break it down now
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole

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##This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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#TABBED BY: Chris Schmoutz colormeenthused@yahoo.com
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#Artist: Adam Green
#Album: Friends of Mine
#Song: Musical Ladders
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#D: xx0232
#D7: xx0212
#G: 320003
#Em: 022000
#A: x02220
#A: x02223
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#(use the alternating bass note plucking style)
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#Intro

musical ladders leaning on mountains
bathed in white laughter under the sun
somebody’s birthday came stumbling towards us
wrapped in green gladness under the sun

we’re gonna make it through this war tonight
someone hold this child up to the light

prostitute fingers fumbling with matches
tucked in red couches under green moons
mexican waitress got caught in the crossfire
of militant families bursting with juice
we’re gonna break it to your folks tonight
kinda hope your pops don’t hear me right

A

oh yeah

For the intro you could play only the 2nd and 3rd string for Bm and the 3rd and 4th fr G and F#

All the women in the factory
when their faces blow a fuse it’s a miracle
i have to feed them facts to be alone
F# F# (hit)
magnifico!

oh, fellas and umbrellas in the middle of the night
what you gonna do when the menanites bite?
lock lips in the teddy boy’s cheverolet
dutch tips and you’re punked in the alleyway

novotel; the phone’s tapped anyway
novotel; i need something of my own
no dice, i feed them facts to be alone
and alone and alone, yeah

smoke crack like isaac asimov
faux black delayed reaction of
sure enough she’s snuggling up to me
i’ve got to feed them facts

she never listened when i tell her that i want to go
she should have come when i invited you to see my show
gee it’s a pitty that your momma had to get away
F# Bm (hit)
i’ve got to break for the holiday

down in the factory

D|—-5-4——————–0—|
A|——–5-4——–0-1-2-4—2-|
E|-3————-2-3————-|

i’ve got to bring them back to me

D|-5-|

cus if you care

D|-5-4-|
i don’t want to come back to there

Down in the factory
when their faces blow a fuse it’s a miracle
i have to feed them facts to be alone
F# F# (hit)
magnifico!

and the women don’t look back to me
i got a motel momma down in the cannery
i’ve got to feed them facts to be alone
F# Bm (slide out)
and alone and alone, yeah

I Had to pay the toll
I c[Eb/E#]ould lose son in uptown stroll
How do you need me so much
Know I’m out of love
Could satisfay you
I had to cut the cheese? (go on)

Any kind of love is a needle in the head
When you get down
They need me day to day
How many drugs does it take to find something to say?

(Solo)
Go on with this (simple rhythm)

[-] [-] [-]

Eb / E# e—x—-|
h—-x———————-|
g—-x———————-|
d—-6———————-|
a—–8———————|
e—–x———————|

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##This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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#TABBED BY: Chris Schmoutz colormeenthused@yahoo.com
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#Artist: Adam Green
#Album: Friends of Mine
#Song: Secret Tongue
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#C: x32010
#F: 133211
#G: 320033
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#Intro:
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#C F x 2
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there are men in shades just standing around
these bleeding stars, the paradox
let the eyes of god be our guide to find a
gentle path

there’s a broken record playing a tune
to the floating waves of the antennas
and you were just a little guy
and i was little too

C F x 2

and everything is just floating freely just
rocking around like a rocking horse just
jiggling around like silly putty and who
are you and i?

and you were looking at me smiling
the aliens were just arriving
wherever they are headed next speaking secret tongues.

Some boys like to go and get married
Some girl you know she?d love to get high, boy
When I had to go weak with no love ?tween the sheets
Oh, man, we had an awful fight

Watching old movies in the evening time
Get down grooving when the moonlight shines
That?ll teach a woman not to get too bold
Hauling around with a faceless Johnny,
Johnny please,
Johnny please,
Listen to me boy
Sometimes she did not show
And you have to walk around like this, nothing wrong
Then I got the word to go

Watching old movies in the evening time
Vacuuming, lost inside a house of chimes
Oh
There?s no easy way out from here, no
There?s no easy way out from here, babe

Not the way Adam Green actually plays it, but still sounds good nonetheless 🙂
Standard Tuning – if you play along with the song then I’d suggest a capo on the second
fret, but if not then it still sounds good without a capo.

Intro

e|-----2---2---------------10---10-----------------14-----14--------12---10-----|
B|-------1---1---1------------9-----9----9-------------13-------------------10--|
G|--2----------2-------10-------------10-------14----------------12-------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

Have you heard the news big boy’s picking his nose (picking his nose)
And you wanna find out if these are my favorite shows (favorite shows)
It’s alright what you do but you beating him back,
Going undercover like a lumberjack
Hey hey what are you giving away?

Grandma Shirley and Papa, Grandma Shirley and Papa
Papa grew cranky, Grandma Shirley got mad
Then there was a time when I hosted Grandma Shirley

I’m a sticky boy ricky

play the intro again at ‘ricky’

e|-----2---2---------------10---10-----------------14-----14--------12---10-----|
B|-------1---1---1------------9-----9----9-------------13-------------------10--|
G|--2----------2-------10-------------10-------14----------------12-------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

She’s the mom, a son if anyone’s looking her way (looking her away)
And I want her gone but I just ask people to stay (please stay)
Tax collector in a wax museum,
Child molester or a son of Sam
Hey, hey what are you giving away?

Grandma Shirley and Papa, Grandma Shirley and Papa
Papa grew cranky, Grandma Shirley got mad
I wish I was a father and I had another family.

Like sticky boy ricky!

play the intro again at ‘ricky’

e|-----2---2---------------10---10-----------------14-----14--------12---10-----|
B|-------1---1---1------------9-----9----9-------------13-------------------10--|
G|--2----------2-------10-------------10-------14----------------12-------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------|

And you’ve got to survive in a mother’s eyes
See a woman’s side of the storm and
You’ve got to survive in a woman’s eyes
See the mother’s side of the storm
Got to survive in a mother’s eyes see the woman’s side of the storm
Got to survive in a woman’s eyes see the mother’s side of the storm

Whoooa ohh ohh.

Repeat G, C, Em, Am, G, D til end 🙂

Capo on the 3rd

The sweat on your lips is the rest of your smack
Your breath starts to skip as your neck turns to slack
Lay down my chubby princess before you get some rest
Cause tonight she’s gonna put your crummy mattress to the test
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/a/adam_green/chubby_princess_crd.html )
And they say not so many strawberries grow in the sea
Cause it’s too late for changes in my family
And all the phoney princes still hate my guts so much
Cause I just don’t believe in bad news before lunch
And if I went back to that whorehouse tonight
Do you think I’d find a reason for a princess not to bite

For those of us folks that good health does not bless
The best news for us is the end of our death
Lay down my chubby princess before you get some rest
Cause tonight she’s gonna put your crummy mattress to the test

And if I went back to that whorehouse tonight
Do you think I’d find a reason for a princess not to bite
My cock

Listen to the record to get the unique and totally necessary strumming pattern!

Down on the street there’s a police attack
And you’ve got to find out
So you suck on a cranberry candy

They look so sad when you call 911
But you’ve got to report them for
Criminal classification

What can I do? White light turns into blue
You know it’s easy, so very easy
Ebm B F#7…
I’m in trouble like a dirty stinking jew

Pepe Le Pew singing ‘What can I do?’
Still I go on vacations
And act like the queen of injustice

And the girl on the subway who sleeps on her back
And she’s got to relax
When I speak of the pleasures of silence

I want to play, who threw my toys away
And gave me coffee, who wants some coffee?
I’m in business on the wrong side of your bay

My heart be still, white light deploy at will
My little brother, I want another
Come together now for one enchanting thrill

Fingerpick the intro and verse chords like this-

Intro:

e—–1—1—–0—0———————————————————-6–|
B——-1———1——-3—3——-3—3——–3—3—–4—4—–6—6—8–|
G—2———2————-3———–3————3———5———7—–8–|
D———————–3———–5————3———5———7———8–|
A———–0———1———0————0-1———3———5———–6–|
E-1——————————-3——–3———————————–x–|

e—————1—1————6——————————–|
B—–3—3——-1——-3—3–8——3—3—–6—6———–|
G——-3—–2————-3—-8——–3———7————-|
D—3——————-5——–8—-3———7———0——-|
A-1——————————6–1———5———3—3–1–|
E———–1———3———-x——————————–|

In a town, in a city, in an eyeball, on a rock
In a fence where a goat was alone by himself

There was a boy Who was there
A boy who built a snowman out of himself

I've been popping out of closets in robin hood suits
I’ve been spotted in pictures with Navy recruits
Look at your costume you know that it’s true
Any one could pop in as you

Try to untie your lips but they were double knotted
I tried to break into you brain but all the entrances were rotted
If the moon had minute hands it would have meant a lot
Bb Dm F Bb (strum)
But God would have made the moon as a clock.

(strum chords)

Look, look, look at me doing this
Look, look, look at me doing that
Look, look, look at the way that i am

bye bye bye to the crazy ones
bye bye bye to the crazy ones
bye bye bye to the crazy ones

Look, look, look at me doing this
Look, look, look at me doing that (2x)
Look, look, look at the way that i am

(under heavy feedback and distortion)
Look, look, look at me doing this
Look, look, look at me doing that
Look, look, look at the way that i am

(one strum per chord for the rest of the song)
But if everybody was the best
There would be so few of the rest
Oh the places where you’ve never been
Oh the world was just a baby then

A million ways you learn to cry
When the boy’s little waves pass you by
Oh never to be there again
Oh the children where so old-fashioned then

Coffins decked out on the street
Who’s the stranger with the purple feet?
Don’t i remember him from somewhere
before his feet lost his hair?

But if everyone is coffin-bound
Then i’m so scared of being not around
I’m so scared to never make a sound
I’m so scared of being underground

Can you see me