Chords for The Mountain Goats - Black Pear Tree, Ships and Dip V Feb 5th 2009 Part 7

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_ _ Quick story. _ _ _
I was on tour in _ Scandinavia and as a hypochondriac, well from time to
time, I became convinced I had cancer.
_ Those of you who don't have hypochondria problems
can't relate to this.
But statistically, I'm pretty sure there's a few people in this room
who know, oh, I know what it's like to have cancer and it's in your brain and you start
figuring out how you're going to tell the people you love that you [N] did all the things
that were going to give you cancer and now you have it and you're going to die before
your time and you'll never write the masterpiece that's really going to make people, you know,
help them through hard times and you're going to fail and all [Ebm] because of the cancer that
you brought upon [A] yourself.
[N] When I got to the emergency room in Stockholm, from which I
was taken directly to the stage by cab, _ the doctor, wonderful man, weighed about 370
pounds, _ 6 _ '6", says, you know, he sonogrammed my chest.
I mean, I was in pain all day, you
know, and he says, okay, if I look at the sonogram, let me ask you a question, he's
Swedish, my best Swedish accent, I apologize for his Swedish accent.
Can I ask you a question?
Are you Lutheran?
No, no, I'm Catholic.
It's the same.
You have what I call a [C] Lutheran
syndrome.
You think you must pay now for the things you did. _
_ But you are fine.
Go play.
So I did, I went directly to the stage, but while I was waiting in the emergency room
[B] between checking in [G] and getting seen, I wrote [C] a small song of despair.
I [Ab] wrote it in my
notebook about six [B] months later, I said, wow, look at your dark mood, [G] John, you should do
something about it.
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[Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [C] _
[B] I dug a hole in the hill, _ [G] _ _
[C] rested on the cool grass, I [G] _ _
_ _ _ [Db] saw the future
dream [G] has come.
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ There's nothing [F] in it.
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_ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ I set the sapling off, _ started [F] gently camping down
alone.
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_ [N] _ I saw the future.
_ [G] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ Somebody's gonna get hurt, [G] somebody's gonna get hurt.
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ I hope it's
not me, _ _ _ [Am] but [C] I suspect [G] it's going to have [F] to be.
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[C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ I dug my heels in [G] for the moon, _ _ _ [F] and I
waited for the snow.
_ [G] _ _ _ [C] But something was stuck up in the clouds, something [G] was stuck up there.
[Am] _ _ [G] _
They couldn't [F] let go.
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _
_ [Ab] And when this time came, I [G] could hear it happen.
[A] _
[Ab] Blossoms black and
sweet [F] as Texas crude.
_ [G] _ _
[C] _ _ I saw the future flowering [G] like ruptured [Am] vestments.
_ _ [G] Somebody's [F] gonna
get screwed.
[G] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ [C] _ [F] Won't be me.
_ [C] _ _ _ Someday I am going to walk out [F] of here free.
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