Chords for Butch Walker - The 3 Kids In Brooklyn.
Tempo:
112.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls, found myself a few more
just [D] like me.
The option's pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
Swim the hippest waters in [G] the sea, a summer in the stickiest city, driving back and forth.
I found myself a squad in [D] Williamsburg.
[C] Nobody seemed to say [G] sincerely this could be a curse, [A] that everyone's the same with [D] different shirts.
[C] I'm not sure what part about me [G] they can't understand.
[C] No one's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
[C] Those three kids left in Brooklyn, [D] sure know how to [G] spin me out.
I see a guy named Ian every morning at the store, always pissing something [D] with his eyes.
He always wears a sweater even in the warmest weather, not afraid to say what [G] he despises.
But I did a little searching, you know, and much to my surprise, I figured back a metal [D] cover band.
He [C] yelled at me and said the [G] internet is full of [D] lies, and I never saw [G] Ian again.
[C] I'm not sure what part about [G] him they can't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
[C] Those two kids left in Brooklyn, [D] they know how to [G] spin me out.
[D]
[G]
[D]
[C] [G]
[D] [G]
I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl that's on my block.
She's the best drummer that I [D] know.
Her band is always struggling and they always say they're juggling all the schedules just
to [G] play a show.
Working at American Apparel selling women's clothes to guys.
She got a call to play in [D] someone's band that doesn't roll well.
I [C] told her she don't want to do it, [G] she's so broke that she said screw [A] it.
Then I never spoke to [D] her again.
[C] I'm not sure what's right about [G] her, she didn't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what [D] they've been about.
[C] That one kid left in Atlanta.
[D] Fuck this place, I'm [G] getting out.
What's that about, Luke?
This one is called Newcastle.
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[Gm] [G]
[E] [G]
[N]
I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls, found myself a few more
just [D] like me.
The option's pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
Swim the hippest waters in [G] the sea, a summer in the stickiest city, driving back and forth.
I found myself a squad in [D] Williamsburg.
[C] Nobody seemed to say [G] sincerely this could be a curse, [A] that everyone's the same with [D] different shirts.
[C] I'm not sure what part about me [G] they can't understand.
[C] No one's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
[C] Those three kids left in Brooklyn, [D] sure know how to [G] spin me out.
I see a guy named Ian every morning at the store, always pissing something [D] with his eyes.
He always wears a sweater even in the warmest weather, not afraid to say what [G] he despises.
But I did a little searching, you know, and much to my surprise, I figured back a metal [D] cover band.
He [C] yelled at me and said the [G] internet is full of [D] lies, and I never saw [G] Ian again.
[C] I'm not sure what part about [G] him they can't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
[C] Those two kids left in Brooklyn, [D] they know how to [G] spin me out.
[D]
[G]
[D]
[C] [G]
[D] [G]
I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl that's on my block.
She's the best drummer that I [D] know.
Her band is always struggling and they always say they're juggling all the schedules just
to [G] play a show.
Working at American Apparel selling women's clothes to guys.
She got a call to play in [D] someone's band that doesn't roll well.
I [C] told her she don't want to do it, [G] she's so broke that she said screw [A] it.
Then I never spoke to [D] her again.
[C] I'm not sure what's right about [G] her, she didn't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what [D] they've been about.
[C] That one kid left in Atlanta.
[D] Fuck this place, I'm [G] getting out.
What's that about, Luke?
This one is called Newcastle.
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[Gm] [G]
[E] [G]
[N]
Key:
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I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls, found myself a few more
just [D] like me. _
The option's pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
Swim the hippest waters in [G] the sea, _ a summer in the stickiest city, driving back and forth.
I found myself a squad in [D] Williamsburg. _
[C] Nobody seemed to say [G] sincerely this could be a curse, [A] that everyone's the same with [D] different shirts.
[C] I'm not sure what part about me [G] they can't understand.
[C] No one's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
_ [C] Those three kids left in Brooklyn, [D] sure know how to [G] spin me out.
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ see a guy named Ian every morning at the store, always pissing something [D] with his eyes.
He always wears a sweater even in the warmest weather, not afraid to say what [G] he despises.
_ But I did a little searching, you know, and much to my surprise, I figured back a metal [D] cover band.
He [C] yelled at me and said the [G] internet is full of [D] lies, and I never saw [G] Ian again.
_ [C] I'm not sure what part about [G] him they can't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about. _
[C] Those two kids left in Brooklyn, [D] they know how to [G] spin me out. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl that's on my block.
She's the best drummer that I [D] know. _
Her band is always struggling and they always say they're juggling all the schedules just
to [G] play a show. _
Working at American Apparel selling women's clothes to guys.
She got a call to play in [D] someone's band that doesn't roll well.
I [C] told her she don't want to do it, [G] she's so broke that she said screw [A] it.
Then I never spoke to [D] her again. _
[C] I'm not sure what's right about [G] her, she didn't understand.
[C] _ Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what [D] they've been about.
_ [C] That one kid left in Atlanta.
[D] _ Fuck this place, I'm [G] getting out. _
What's that about, Luke?
_ This _ one is called Newcastle. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls, found myself a few more
just [D] like me. _
The option's pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
Swim the hippest waters in [G] the sea, _ a summer in the stickiest city, driving back and forth.
I found myself a squad in [D] Williamsburg. _
[C] Nobody seemed to say [G] sincerely this could be a curse, [A] that everyone's the same with [D] different shirts.
[C] I'm not sure what part about me [G] they can't understand.
[C] No one's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about.
_ [C] Those three kids left in Brooklyn, [D] sure know how to [G] spin me out.
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ see a guy named Ian every morning at the store, always pissing something [D] with his eyes.
He always wears a sweater even in the warmest weather, not afraid to say what [G] he despises.
_ But I did a little searching, you know, and much to my surprise, I figured back a metal [D] cover band.
He [C] yelled at me and said the [G] internet is full of [D] lies, and I never saw [G] Ian again.
_ [C] I'm not sure what part about [G] him they can't understand.
[C] Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what they've [D] been about. _
[C] Those two kids left in Brooklyn, [D] they know how to [G] spin me out. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl that's on my block.
She's the best drummer that I [D] know. _
Her band is always struggling and they always say they're juggling all the schedules just
to [G] play a show. _
Working at American Apparel selling women's clothes to guys.
She got a call to play in [D] someone's band that doesn't roll well.
I [C] told her she don't want to do it, [G] she's so broke that she said screw [A] it.
Then I never spoke to [D] her again. _
[C] I'm not sure what's right about [G] her, she didn't understand.
[C] _ Nobody's really from here, [G] they just all pretend [Em] that's what [D] they've been about.
_ [C] That one kid left in Atlanta.
[D] _ Fuck this place, I'm [G] getting out. _
What's that about, Luke?
_ This _ one is called Newcastle. _ _ _ _
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