Uncle Salty - AeroSmith - Toys In The Attic Chords
Tempo:
122.35 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I hope the salt will tone it, the scars of a lonely labor with a lonely kind of life to lead.
Her mamma was lusted, her dad he was busted, they left her to be trusted till the orphan bleeds.
[G] But what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and what [G] she cried in the night went [A] insane.
I hope the salt will tone it, when she was just a baby, that she would be by and maybe
some day she'd see.
But soon she found her mother's love for all the others, the pushers and the shovers was
the life to lead.
But what she [G] cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and what [G] she cried in the
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[A] night
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[A] went
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[A] insane.
She met it, the mother had planned it, a sailor with a panty [D] on [G] two [A] or three.
Hers is the cunning, and the cunning running, they all come for fun and [D] it seems [A] to me.
But [G] what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and [G] what she cried in the night went [F] insane.
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I hope the salt will tone it, the scars of a lonely labor with a lonely kind of life to lead.
Her mamma was lusted, her dad he was busted, they left her to be trusted till the orphan bleeds.
[G] But what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and what [G] she cried in the night went [A] insane.
I hope the salt will tone it, when she was just a baby, that she would be by and maybe
some day she'd see.
But soon she found her mother's love for all the others, the pushers and the shovers was
the life to lead.
But what she [G] cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and what [G] she cried in the
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[A] night
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[A] went
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[A] insane.
She met it, the mother had planned it, a sailor with a panty [D] on [G] two [A] or three.
Hers is the cunning, and the cunning running, they all come for fun and [D] it seems [A] to me.
But [G] what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, and [G] what she cried in the night went [F] insane.
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I hope the salt will tone it, the scars of a lonely labor with a lonely kind of life to lead.
Her mamma was lusted, her dad he was busted, they left her to be trusted till the orphan bleeds.
[G] But what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ _ _ _ and what [G] she cried in the night went [A] insane. _ _ _ _ _
I hope the salt will tone it, when she was just a baby, that she would be by and maybe
some day she'd see.
But soon she found her mother's love for all the others, the pushers and the shovers was
the life to lead.
But what she [G] cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ and _ what [G] she cried in the _
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She met it, the mother had planned it, a sailor with a panty [D] on [G] two [A] or three.
Hers is the cunning, and the cunning running, they all come for fun and [D] it seems [A] to me.
But [G] what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ and _ [G] what she cried in the night went [F] insane. _ _ _ _ _ _
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I hope the salt will tone it, the scars of a lonely labor with a lonely kind of life to lead.
Her mamma was lusted, her dad he was busted, they left her to be trusted till the orphan bleeds.
[G] But what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ _ _ _ and what [G] she cried in the night went [A] insane. _ _ _ _ _
I hope the salt will tone it, when she was just a baby, that she would be by and maybe
some day she'd see.
But soon she found her mother's love for all the others, the pushers and the shovers was
the life to lead.
But what she [G] cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ and _ what [G] she cried in the _
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[A] _ _ insane.
She met it, the mother had planned it, a sailor with a panty [D] on [G] two [A] or three.
Hers is the cunning, and the cunning running, they all come for fun and [D] it seems [A] to me.
But [G] what she cried in the night is no [A] one's shame, _ and _ [G] what she cried in the night went [F] insane. _ _ _ _ _ _
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