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Song: The Man Who Would Speak True Artist: Blitzen Trapper Album: "Destroyer of the Void" [2010] Tab by Devin Miller Tuning: Standard EADGBe **CAPO 7th FRET** ********************* Chord reference (note the chord names are written as if there was no capo, for simplicity): Am D7sus4 D7 Em7 A9 C G D e|-------------------0----0----0----3----2---| B|--1----1------1----3----0----1----0----3---| G|--2----2------2----4----2----0----0----2---| D|--2----0------0----0----x----2----0----0---| A|--0----x------x----5----4----3----2--------| E|-------3------2----0----0---------3--------|
AmI had a lover, D7sus4name was Grace She D7found me down in a D7sus4lonely place
AmShe dug me out with an D7sus4old jar bow She drD7essed me up for to D7sus4take me home
She Amfed me words that I D7sus4could not taste For I D7had no tongue, it had D7sus4been replaced
By a Amgreen and a-growin' flD7sus4ower which grew And I D7knew if I ever spD7sus4oke I would speak truAme
--- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 ---
AmWe lived together in an D7sus4old hotel D7Broke-down palace with a D7sus4wishing well
The Amneighbour girl taught me D7sus4how to spell And D7how to steal what I D7sus4could not sell
But I Amfed my tongue on the D7sus4devil's rum And a D7roadhouse run by a D7sus4godless bum
On a Amdrunken night with a D7sus4stolen gun I D7shot my lover as she D7sus4made to run
The Em7judge said "A9Son, what have you done?" But I Em7didn't speak a word, no I A9didn't speak one
And the Cjudge sent Gme awayD And they Cburied my GGrace, yeah, the D7sus4very next Amday
--- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 ---
AmThey sent me out on a D7sus4midnight train In the D7rain rollin' down through the D7sus4dusty plain
Am4 men sittin' with an D7sus4old shotgun D7silver stars pinned on D7sus4everyone
They Ambusted my mouth for to D7sus4get at my tongue To D7see just how this had D7sus4all begun
So I Em7opened my mouth like a A9dragon's breath I Em7only spoke truth, but it A9only brought death
And I laiCd those Gboys to reDst For the Ctruth in Gtruth is a D7sus4terrible jesAmt
--- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 ---
For there Em7ain't no road but the A9road to home There Em7ain't no crops but the A9one's you've sown
And if you Clearn one Gthing from Dme You better Cguard your Gtongue like your D7sus4enemy Am
--- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 ---
AmI came to ground in a D7sus4one horse town On the D7western rim where the D7sus4sun go down
Where a Ambranded man might D7sus4start again For to D7ride his rung, for to D7sus4lose his sin
But my Amtongue kept growing, it D7sus4would not cease I D7grew quite weary, couldn't D7sus4get no release
So I Em7went to the magistrate and A9turned myself in Em7Picked up a shovel and he A9made the grin
And they Cplanted me Gby the seDa Now the Cbirds of the Gair make D7sus4nests on Amme
--- D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 Am D7sus4 D7 D7sus4 ============================================================================