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From: wegeng.henr801c@xerox.com
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Subject: CHORDPRO: 10,000 Maniacs: Gun Shy (Acoustic Version) (revised)
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A couple weeks ago I posted the chords for the acoustic version
of the song Gun Shy. I screwed it up pretty good, though (actually
I confused some related chords) so here's a corrected version.
/Don
wegeng.henr801c@xerox.com
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{title:Gun Shy}
{st:10,000 Maniacs}
{st:(acoustic version from the "You Happy Puppet" CD Single)}
{st:Version 2}
{c:Intro Chords (same as first verse)}
I always knew that you would
Take yourself far from home
As soon as, as far as
You could go
By the quarter inch cut of your hair
And the army issued green
For the past six weeks I can tell
Where you've been
{c: Chorus #1}
For I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldier's blue blood
Streaming inside your veins
There's a world outside of this room
And when you meet it promise me
That you won't meet it
With your gun
For now, you are one
One of the brave few
It's so awful sad that we need
Boys like you
I hope the day never comes
For here's your live round, son
Stock and barrel, safety trigger
Here's your gun
{c: Chorus #2}
For I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldier's blue blood
Streaming inside your veins
There's a world outside of this room
And when you meet it promise me
That you won't meet it
With your gun, taking aim
For I don't mean, to argue
That they've made a decent boy of you
I don't mean to spoil your homecoming, but
Baby brother, you would expect me to
{c:Instrumental for 4 bars, continue playing G}
Stock and barrel, safety trigger
Here's your gun
So now does your heart pitter-pat
With that patriotic sound
When you see the stripes of
Old Glory waving
{c:Chorus #3}
For I knew, I could see
It was all cut and dried to me
There was soldier's blue blood
Streaming inside your veins
There's a world outside of this room
And when you meet it promise me
That you won't meet it
With your gun, taking aim
For I don't mean, to argue
That they've made a decent boy of you
I don't mean to spoil your homecoming
My baby brother Jude
And I don't mean to hurt you
By saying these things again
They're so good at making soldiers
But they're not as good at making
Men