Weakerthans - Reconstrution Site Chords

Band:  The Weakerthans

Tuning: E A D F# B e
Capo on 2nd fret.   All chords relative to capo.


Intro:
e-|----------------------------------|
b-|-----0-------0--------0-------0---|
F#|-------0----------------0-------0-|    X2
D-|-----------2---0----4-------4-----|
A-|---2-----0--------2-------2-------|
E-|-0--------------------------------|

      E       A       B       B


Verse:  
e-|-0-----0-----0-----0--------------|
b-|-0-----0-----0-----0--------------|
F#|-2-----3-----5-----5--------------|
D-|-2-----2-----4-----4--------------|
A-|-2-----0-----2-----2--------------|
E-|-0--------------------------------|

    E     A     B     B


Chorus:  
e-|-0-----0-----0-----0-------------|
b-|-0-----0-----0-----0-------------|
F#|-7-----0-----0-----2-------------|
D-|-6-----7-----4-----2-------------|
A-|-4-----7-----4-----2-------------|
E-|-------5-----2-----0-------------|

    C#    A     F#    E

e-|-0-----0-----0-----0-------------|
b-|-0-----0-----0-----0-------------|
F#|-7-----0-----0-----0-------------|
D-|-6-----0-----9-----9-------------|
A-|-4-----7-----9-----9-------------|
E-|-------5-----7-----7-------------|

    C#    A     B     B


Intro x2

         E         A         B                  B  
Well I'm Lost, I'm afraid, a rope tying down a leaky boat 

To the roof of car on a road in the dark and its snowing 

If I'm more than a means less, last call for happiness 

I'm the dress near the back of your knees and your slip is showing 

I'm a float in a summer parade 

Up the street in a town that you were born in 

With the girl at the top wearing tuelle, and miss somewhere 

sash, waving like the queen.

     C#                    A                                F#
Well beauty's just another word, I'm never certain how it's spelled 

                              E
Go tell the nurse to turn the TV back on 

C#                 A                                B                 
Throw away my misery, it never meant that much to me

                         B (then mute)
It never sent a get well card


E   A    B    B  x2


      
        E            A     B
And I'm broke like a bad joke somebody's uncle told 

At a wedding reception in Nineteen Seventy Two 

Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair 

Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed 

And his father laughed and talked on the long ride home 

And his mother laughed and talked on the long ride home 

And he thought about how everyone dies someday. 

And when tomorrow gets here where will yesterday be? 

And he fell asleep in his brand new winter coat. 

C#                   A                             F#
Buy me a shiny new machine that runs on lies and gasoline 

                           E
and all those batteries we stole from smoke alarms 

C#                    A                B
Disassembles my dispair, never took me anywhere 

B                         B (mute!)
It never once bought me a drink