Poison Oak Chords by Bright Eyes
Tempo:
90.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] Poison oak, some boyhood .
[D] bravery When [A] a telephone was a tin can [D] on a string.
And I fell asleep with you still talking [E] to me.
You said you [A] weren't afraid to die [Dm] .
[A] [D] .
[A] in Polaroids.
You were dressed in [D] women's clothes.
Were [A] you made ashamed while you locked them in [D] a drawer?
.
[F#] Well, I [D] don't think that I've ever loved you [E] more.
Then when [A] you turned away, when [D] you slammed the door.
When you stole the car and drove [Bm] towards Mexico.
And you [A] wrote bad checks just [D] to fill your arm.
I was young enough, I [Bm] still believed in war.
[A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] [D] [E] Well, let the poets cry [F#m] themselves to sleep.
[D] And all [E] their tearful words would turn back into [D] steam .
But [A] me, I'm a single cell [D] on a serpent's tongue.
There's a muddy field [Bm] where a garden was.
And I'm glad [A] you got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes are soaking wet from your [Bm] brother's tears.
[A] And .
[D] .
[A] [D] .
[E] I never thought this life was possible.
[F#m] .
[D] You're [E] the yellow bird that [F#] I've been waiting for.
[D] The end of [A] paralysis, I was a statuette.
[D] Now I'm [F#m] drunk [D] as hell on [Bm] a piano bench.
And when I [A] press the keys, it all gets reversed.
[D] The sound of loneliness makes me happier .
[A] .
[D] [A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] Poison oak, some boyhood .
[D] bravery When [A] a telephone was a tin can [D] on a string.
And I fell asleep with you still talking [E] to me.
You said you [A] weren't afraid to die [Dm] .
[A] [D] .
[A] in Polaroids.
You were dressed in [D] women's clothes.
Were [A] you made ashamed while you locked them in [D] a drawer?
.
[F#] Well, I [D] don't think that I've ever loved you [E] more.
Then when [A] you turned away, when [D] you slammed the door.
When you stole the car and drove [Bm] towards Mexico.
And you [A] wrote bad checks just [D] to fill your arm.
I was young enough, I [Bm] still believed in war.
[A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] [D] [E] Well, let the poets cry [F#m] themselves to sleep.
[D] And all [E] their tearful words would turn back into [D] steam .
But [A] me, I'm a single cell [D] on a serpent's tongue.
There's a muddy field [Bm] where a garden was.
And I'm glad [A] you got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes are soaking wet from your [Bm] brother's tears.
[A] And .
[D] .
[A] [D] .
[E] I never thought this life was possible.
[F#m] .
[D] You're [E] the yellow bird that [F#] I've been waiting for.
[D] The end of [A] paralysis, I was a statuette.
[D] Now I'm [F#m] drunk [D] as hell on [Bm] a piano bench.
And when I [A] press the keys, it all gets reversed.
[D] The sound of loneliness makes me happier .
[A] .
[D] [A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
[A] .
[D] .
Key:
D
A
E
Bm
F#m
D
A
E
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ Poison oak, some boyhood _ .
[D] bravery When _ _ _ [A] a _ telephone was a tin can [D] on a string.
And _ _ _ I fell asleep with you still talking [E] to me.
_ _ You said you [A] weren't afraid to die _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
[A] in _ Polaroids.
You were dressed in [D] women's clothes.
_ _ _ _ Were [A] you made ashamed while you locked them in [D] a drawer?
_ _ _ _ _ .
[F#] Well, I [D] don't think that I've ever loved you [E] more.
_ _ _ _ _ Then when [A] you turned away, when [D] you slammed the door.
When you stole the car and drove [Bm] towards Mexico.
And you [A] wrote bad checks just [D] to fill your arm.
I was young enough, I [Bm] still believed in war.
[A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ .
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [E] Well, let the poets cry [F#m] themselves to sleep.
[D] And _ _ _ all [E] their tearful words would turn back into [D] steam _ .
_ _ But [A] me, I'm a single cell [D] on a serpent's tongue.
There's a muddy field [Bm] where a garden was.
And I'm glad [A] you got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes are soaking wet from your [Bm] brother's tears.
[A] _ _ And _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [E] I never thought this life was possible.
[F#m] _ .
[D] You're _ _ _ _ [E] the yellow bird that [F#] I've been waiting for.
[D] The _ _ _ end of [A] paralysis, I was a statuette.
[D] Now I'm [F#m] drunk [D] as hell on [Bm] a piano bench.
And when I [A] press the keys, it all gets reversed.
[D] The sound of loneliness makes me happier _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ .
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ Poison oak, some boyhood _ .
[D] bravery When _ _ _ [A] a _ telephone was a tin can [D] on a string.
And _ _ _ I fell asleep with you still talking [E] to me.
_ _ You said you [A] weren't afraid to die _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
[A] in _ Polaroids.
You were dressed in [D] women's clothes.
_ _ _ _ Were [A] you made ashamed while you locked them in [D] a drawer?
_ _ _ _ _ .
[F#] Well, I [D] don't think that I've ever loved you [E] more.
_ _ _ _ _ Then when [A] you turned away, when [D] you slammed the door.
When you stole the car and drove [Bm] towards Mexico.
And you [A] wrote bad checks just [D] to fill your arm.
I was young enough, I [Bm] still believed in war.
[A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ .
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ [E] Well, let the poets cry [F#m] themselves to sleep.
[D] And _ _ _ all [E] their tearful words would turn back into [D] steam _ .
_ _ But [A] me, I'm a single cell [D] on a serpent's tongue.
There's a muddy field [Bm] where a garden was.
And I'm glad [A] you got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes are soaking wet from your [Bm] brother's tears.
[A] _ _ And _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [E] I never thought this life was possible.
[F#m] _ .
[D] You're _ _ _ _ [E] the yellow bird that [F#] I've been waiting for.
[D] The _ _ _ end of [A] paralysis, I was a statuette.
[D] Now I'm [F#m] drunk [D] as hell on [Bm] a piano bench.
And when I [A] press the keys, it all gets reversed.
[D] The sound of loneliness makes me happier _ .
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ .
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