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Closer To The Truth â Butch Walker
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Tabbed by: Andrew Hill
Email: [email protected]
Tuning:EADGBe
Closer to the Truth
**updated 5/16/09**
Not sure about the one chord in the chorus, and what Iâm playing I canât even find
a name for the chord, Iâll just call it D#6 for the purpose of making out the tab for now.
D#6 E A5 F#5 A
e|--x-----| e|--x-----| e|--x-----| e|--x-----| e|--x-----|
B|--x-----| B|--x-----| B|--x-----| B|--x-----| B|--2-----|
G|--9-----| G|--1-----| G|--x-----| G|--x-----| G|--2-----|
D|--9-----| D|--2-----| D|--7-----| D|--4-----| D|--2-----|
A|--6-----| A|--2-----| A|--7-----| A|--4-----| A|--x-----|
E|--x-----| E|--x-----| E|--5-----| E|--2-----| E|--x-----|
E5 G5
e|--x-----| e|--x-----|
B|--x-----| B|--x-----|
G|--9-----| G|--x-----|
D|--9-----| D|--6-----|
A|--7-----| A|--6-----|
E|--x-----| E|--4-----|
E
Ribbons went flying out the window
A5
As we drove down the interstate
E
Sex was something so brand new
A5
It was hard as hell to wait
E
She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
A5
They say, look at you boy.. You must worship satan
E
Just because I had the same long hair
A5
as the jesus in all their paintings
F#5 A
Yeah but church just made me scared of words like
E5 D#6
sermon, faith, and congregation
F#5 A
in a world with so many answers left
E5 D#6
why do I need so many explanations
F#5 G#5 A5
to get closer to the truth and further from the sky
F#5 A
and the static singes the speakers
E5 D#6
like a thousand hymns of inspiration
F#5 A
the road just winds through the canyon like
E5 D#6
a big black snake headed for salvation
F#5 G#5 A5
I'm getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
Same pattern through the rest of the song for verses and choruses
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A roadside venue wallpapered in menus
In a town that forgot it's own name
We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
As we freed ourselves from the rain
There's a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
For a pop singer up on the screen
With his head slung low and guitar slung high
He just wants a chance to be seen
He tells me at the bar that he's on his last leg
That he used to have it all in his hands
And the girls don't think much of him these days
Which is hard for him to understand
Cuz he's a little bit old and a little bit thin
But he still has his heart in a sling
We pay for the drinks and the bartender drinks
And it couldn't be more late, yeah we're all so late
e|-------|
B|-------|
G|-------|
D|-------|
A|-------|
E|-------|
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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