Chords for Ani DiFranco "Marrow"

Tempo:
102.45 bpm
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Eb

Ab

Db

Bbm

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Ani DiFranco "Marrow" chords
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[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Cm] [Fm]
[Eb] [Ab] [Cm]
[Fm] [Db] [Ab] [Cm]
[Fm] [Db] [Ab]
[Fm] The answer [Db] came [Eb]
[Ab] like a [Eb] shot in the back [Bbm] while you were running from [Ab] your [Cm] lesson, [Fm] which might
[Db] explain why years later [Eb] all you could [Bbm] remember was the terror [Eb] of [Fm] the question.
[Eb] [Fm] Plus, you weren't [Cm] listening.
You were stockpiling canned goods, [Fm] making a bomb shelter [Ab] of our [Eb] basement, and [Fm] I can't
believe you let the moral [Eb] go by while [Fm] you were soaking [Db] in the [Ab] product [Eb] placement.
[Fm] And where [Bbm] [Gb] was your conscience?
[Bb] [F] Where was your consciousness?
[Bbm]
[Fm] [Bbm] And where did you put all those [Ab] letters that you [Bbm] wrote to [Db] yourself [D] but could [Eb] not address?
[F] [Eb]
[Fm] I'm a [Db] good [Ab] kisser, and [Bb] you're a [Cm] fast learner, [Fm] and that kind of [Db] thing could float us for
a pretty [Eb] long time, [Bb] and then one day [Db] you'd realize, memorize [Eb] my phone number, [Fm] and you'll
call it a name.
It's a [Ab] disconnected [Eb] line, [Cm] yes.
[Fm] I got tossed out the window [Ab] of the [Cm] hotel camino, [Fm] and I shattered into a shower [Ab] of sparks on the [Eb] curb.
You [Fm] were smoking me, [Db] weren't you?
[Ab] Between your yellow [Eb]
fingers, you [Fm] just inhale [Db] and exhale without [Ab] saying [Eb] a word.
And [Fm] where [Db] was [Gb] your [C] [Bb] conscience?
[F] Where was your consciousness?
[Bbm] [Fm] [Db] [Bbm] And where did you put all [Ab] those letters [Eb] that you wrote [Db] to yourself [Dm] but could not [Eb] address?
[F] [Eb]
[F] [Fm] [Db] [Ab]
[Eb] [Fm] [Cm]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Eb] [Fm]
[Bbm] [Ab] [Eb] [C]
There's a [Gm] [Eb] [Fm] smorgasbord of unspoken poison, [Bb] the whole [Db] job of pushing [Fm] that it all bottled up.
[Bb] And so one [Db] by [Fm] one, I am dusting off tables, [Eb] I am [Db] uncorking bottles, and [Fm] filling up trucks
[Am] with your hair.
And have [Bbm] I tasted [Bb] your medicine?
[F] [Bb] I have tasted medicine.
[Eb] [Am] But first let's toast to [Bbm] the lips [Gm] that we hold, [Eb] and not [F] fists or the things [Bbm] that we
promise [Eb] to do differently next [Fm] time.
Cause the answer [Db] [Ab] came like a shock [Eb] in [Cm] the back while you [Fm] were running [Db] from [Ab] your last
[Eb] car.
[Fm] Which might [Ab] explain why [Fm] years later all you could remember was the terror of the [Ab] question.
[Eb] But [Fm] I'm not [Db] listening [Ab] to you [Eb] anymore.
[Fm] My head is too [Ab] sore and my heart's [Cm] perforated.
[Fm] And I'm mired in the marrow of my, well, ain't that funny?
I'm learning how to be alone.
I'm devastated.
[Bb] And where was my conscience?
[F] Where was my consciousness?
[Fm] What [Bbm] do I do with all these letters that I wrote [Fm] to myself but cannot [Eb] address?
[F] [Eb] [F] [Eb] [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm]
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm]
[Db] [Eb] [Fm] [Eb]
[Fm]
[C]
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Fm
123111111
Eb
12341116
Ab
134211114
Db
12341114
Bbm
13421111
Fm
123111111
Eb
12341116
Ab
134211114
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[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Fm] The answer [Db] came [Eb]
[Ab] like a [Eb] shot in the back [Bbm] while you were running from [Ab] your [Cm] lesson, _ [Fm] which might
[Db] explain why years later [Eb] all you could [Bbm] remember was the terror [Eb] of [Fm] the question.
[Eb] _ [Fm] Plus, you weren't [Cm] listening.
You were stockpiling canned goods, [Fm] making a bomb shelter [Ab] of our [Eb] basement, and [Fm] I can't
believe you let the moral [Eb] go by while [Fm] you were soaking [Db] in the [Ab] product [Eb] placement.
[Fm] And where _ _ [Bbm] _ [Gb] was your conscience?
[Bb] _ _ [F] Where was your consciousness?
[Bbm] _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] And where did you put all those [Ab] letters that you [Bbm] wrote to [Db] yourself [D] but could [Eb] not address?
_ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Fm] I'm a [Db] good [Ab] kisser, and [Bb] you're a [Cm] fast learner, [Fm] and that kind of [Db] thing could float us for
a pretty [Eb] long time, [Bb] and then one day [Db] you'd realize, memorize [Eb] my phone number, [Fm] and you'll
call it a name.
It's a [Ab] disconnected [Eb] line, [Cm] yes.
[Fm] I got tossed out the window [Ab] of the [Cm] hotel camino, [Fm] and I shattered into a shower [Ab] of sparks on the [Eb] curb.
You [Fm] were smoking me, [Db] weren't you?
[Ab] Between your yellow [Eb]
fingers, you [Fm] just inhale [Db] and exhale without [Ab] saying [Eb] a word.
And [Fm] where _ [Db] _ was [Gb] your [C] [Bb] conscience?
_ [F] Where was your consciousness?
[Bbm] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Db] [Bbm] And where did you put all [Ab] those letters [Eb] that you wrote [Db] to yourself [Dm] but could not [Eb] address?
[F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [C]
There's a [Gm] _ [Eb] [Fm] smorgasbord of unspoken poison, [Bb] the whole [Db] job of pushing [Fm] that it all bottled up.
[Bb] And so one [Db] by [Fm] one, I am dusting off tables, [Eb] I am _ [Db] uncorking bottles, and [Fm] filling up trucks
[Am] with your hair.
And have [Bbm] I tasted [Bb] your medicine?
[F] [Bb] I have tasted medicine.
[Eb] _ [Am] But first let's toast to [Bbm] the lips [Gm] that we hold, [Eb] and not [F] fists or the things [Bbm] that we
promise [Eb] to do differently next [Fm] time.
Cause the answer [Db] [Ab] came like a shock [Eb] in [Cm] the back while you [Fm] were running [Db] from [Ab] your last
[Eb] car.
[Fm] Which might [Ab] _ explain why [Fm] years later all you could remember was the terror of the [Ab] question.
[Eb] But [Fm] I'm not [Db] listening _ [Ab] to you [Eb] anymore.
[Fm] My head is too [Ab] sore and my heart's [Cm] perforated.
[Fm] And I'm mired in the marrow of my, well, ain't that funny?
I'm learning how to be alone.
_ I'm devastated.
[Bb] And where _ was my conscience?
_ _ _ [F] Where was my consciousness?
[Fm] _ _ _ _ What [Bbm] do I do with all these letters that I wrote [Fm] to myself but cannot [Eb] address?
_ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Db] _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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