Pansy Waltz Teclado

	  

He plugs in his acoustic to give it some grit.  If I figure out the levels, 
I'll post them, if I remember. 

The first stanza is muted. 
Verse: 
           G 
Well he's out of season out of sync  
but lord what must his family think   
Bm 
and you must be getting his feathers wet. 
Cm 
But she always seems to be the talk 
Until she drops you like a rock  
    G                   D             C 
You should’ve been a better friend to him. 

G 
Well I dusted all the bones were in my yard 
I fixed the screen door, raised the barn 
Bm 
But still you call me from the moon  
Every single afternoon 
Cm 
Tell me all about the astronauts you come to love  
And how the earth looks from above 
           G                 D               C 
And how I should’ve been a better friend to you. 

       G                            C                G             B5 
But I never seen life as a chore, a treasure for to find 
Em                                         C                      D7/9+ x 3 
I’ve read the news, abused the booze, and often wondered why 
G                                           C        G             B5 
My smile remains though I'm thinking pains the average passerby 
               Em 
Well they’ll sink like stones into their homes away from teeth like mine. 

Whoo!! (Like Shakey Does) Follows the same progression as the Verse: G - Bm - Cm - G - D - C 

G 
Well I’m sure I came to hate my skin and all the holes you’re digging in 
Bm 
The way you let my leg waltz through each way  
Cm 
by your side 
            G               D                G 
well you should’ve been a better friend of mine 

G 
Well I saw in you a brand new bird the song of which I never heard 
Bm 
You know it was a melody so fine that whole world would find 
Cm 
And it’s a tune to give the boys the blues and turn the horses into glue  
              G               D               C 
You know I should’ve been a better friend to you 
           G                D               C 
Yeah I should have been a better friend to you 

      G                            C                G             B5 
But I never seen life as a chore, a treasure for to find 
Em                                         C                      D7/9+ x 3 
I’ve read the news, abused the booze, and often wondered why… 
G                                           C        G             B5 
My smile remains though I'm thinking pains the average passerby 
               Em 
Well they’ll sink like stones into their homes away from teeth like mine. 


Whoo!!