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Lucinda Williams : World Without Tears
2003

  1. Fruits Of My Labor
  2. Righteously
  3. Real Live Bleeding Fingers And Broken Guitar Strings
  4. Sweet Side
  5. World Without Tears

Fruits Of My Labor

Capo:
I
Harp:
G
[or
Ab
with capo] (straight)
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G
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G
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Am
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C
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x2
G
Am
C
Baby, see how I been living, velvet curtains on the windows to
G
Am
C
Keep the bright and unforgiving light from shining through
G
C
Baby, I remember all the things we did
G
C
When we slept together and the blue behind your eyelids
Am
C
Baby, sweet baby Traced your scent through the gloom, till I found these purple flowers I was spent, I was soon smelling you for hours Lavender, lotus blossoms too Water the dirt, flowers last for you Baby, sweet baby Tangerines and persimmons and sugarcane Grapes and honeydew melon, enough fit for a queen Lemon trees don't make a sound Till branches bend and fruit falls to the ground Baby, sweet baby
Harmonica over instrumental verse
Come to my world and witness the way things have changed 'Cause I finally did it, baby, I got out of La Grange Got in my Mercury and drove out west Pedal to the metal and my luck to the test Baby, sweet baby I been tryin' to enjoy all the fruits of my labor I been cryin' for you boy, but truth is my savior Baby, sweet baby if it's all the same Take the glory any day over the fame Baby, sweet baby
Repeat last verse

Righteously

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D
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Cadd9
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G
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D
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x2
D
You don't have to prove
Cadd9
Your manhood to me constantly
G
I know you're the man can't you see
D
I love you righteously Why you wanna diss me After the way you been kissin' me? After those pretty things you say And the love we made today When you run your hand All up and run it back down my leg Get excited and bite my neck Get me all worked up like that |
D
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Cadd9
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G
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D
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x2
Think this through I laid it down for you every time Respect me, I give you what's mine You're entirely way too fine Arms around my waist You get a taste of how good this can be Be the man, you ought to tenderly Stand up for me Flirt with me, don't keep hurtin' me Don't cause me pain Be my lover, don't play no game Just play me John Coltrane |
D
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Cadd9
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G
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D
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x6
You don't have to prove Your manhood to me constantly I know you're the man can't you see I love you righteously Why you wanna diss me After the way you been kissin' me? After those pretty things you say And the love we made today When you run your hand All up and run it back down my leg Get excited and bite my neck Get me all worked up like that Think this through I laid it down for you every time Respect me, I give you what's mine You're entirely way too fine Arms around my waist You get a taste of how good this can be Be the man, you ought to tenderly Stand up for me Flirt with me, don't keep hurtin' me Don't cause me pain Be my lover, don't play no game Just play me John Coltrane |
D
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Cadd9
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G
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D
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x6

Real Live Bleeding Fingers And Broken Guitar Strings

Capo:
II
G
C
G
C
You got a sense of humor your own misery
G
C
G
C
I heard a rumor you're making history
G
C
G
C
Photographic dialogue beneath your skin
G
C
G
C
Twenty graphic episodes and screaming sin
Am
C
G
Real live bleeding fingers
Am
C
G
And broken guitar strings You were my prince charming draped in velvet robes Of all that's alarming and raw and exposed Shattered nerves itchy skin Dirty words and heroin Real live bleeding fingers And broken guitar strings I climbed all the way inside your tragedy I got behind the majesty Of the different shapes in every note The endless tapes of every word you wrote Real live bleeding fingers And broken guitar strings

Sweet Side

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G
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C
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G
C
You run yourself ragged tryin' to be strong You feel bad when you done nothin' wrong Love got all confused with anger and pride So much abuse on such a little child Someone you trusted told you to shut up Now there's a pain in your gut that you can't get rid of No one heard your screams, when you were nine When bad dreams filled your summertime
G
C
So, you don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You're tough as steel and you keep your chin up You don't ever feel like you're good enough You've had the blues ever since you were six Your little tennis shoes and your pick-up sticks You were screamed at and kicked over and over Now you always feel sick and you can't keep a lover Every Christmas there were presents to unwrap But the things you witnessed when you were five and a half So, you don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side Someone deserted you, the damage is done Now you don't deserve to be loved by no one Hands that would feed you, when you were two Were the same hands that beat you black and blue You get defensive at every turn You're overly sensitive and overly concerned Few precious memories no lullabies Hollowed out centuries of lies So, you don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side You don't always show your sweet side I've seen you in the kitchen cookin' me supper I listened to you bitchin' and I watched you suffer I still love you baby 'cause I know you Don't mean to do the cruel things you do I've seen you sewin' buttons on your shirt I've seen you throwin' up when your stomach hurt I'll stick by you baby through thick and thin No matter what kind of shape you're in 'Cause I've seen your sweet side I've seen your sweet side I've seen your sweet side I've seen your sweet side I've seen your sweet side baby I've seen your sweet side I've seen your sweet side baby I've seen your sweet side |
G
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C
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x4
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G
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World Without Tears

A
D
A
If we lived in a world without tears
Bm
D
How would bruises find the face to lie upon?
A
Bm
D
How would scars find skin to etch themselves into?
A
D
A
How would broken find the bones? If we lived in a world without tears How would heartbeats know when to stop? How would blood know which body to flow outside of? How would bullets find the guns? If we lived in a world without tears How would misery know which back door to walk through? How would trouble know which mind to live inside of? How would sorrow find a home?