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There are a couple unusual chords: | |||
D* - x54030 | D* - x54030 | ||
E* - x76057 | E* - x76057 | ||
Use a travis picking pattern throughout | |||
VERSE: | VERSE: |
Latest revision as of 17:03, 8 June 2023
Buttercup
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Tabbed by | Jessica |
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Tuning | Standard |
Capo | None |
There are a couple unusual chords: D* - x54030 E* - x76057 Use a travis picking pattern throughout VERSE: D* Gee your mom looked C Cmaj7 Like shit last night D* Hope that Tinkertoy C Cmaj7 Boyfriend tonks her right D* Then again I could never tell C Cmaj7 A fist fight from fun G - G/B - Em Maybe I've never really known anyone D* C Cmaj7 Just sat still and spit in the fire D* I thought I might strangle you C Cmaj But I couldn't find a wire D* You've never been the type C Cmaj7 To make your heart clear G - G/B - Em Lest someone overhear CHORUS D - A - G Words dro-own D - A - F - G - D in your martini glass D F Entire sentences C - D* - E* slowly drunken up G But before they slipped away I swore I A could've heard them say D A G You wanted me to be your buttercup D A G Say you need me to be your buttercup VERSE: The party reached a feverish pitch Good time soldiers Drunk and in a ditch Infidelity a bomb that went off That left the world To swerve and cough Stepped over bodies Strewn like shipwrecks Love's last call Warning puke reflex Faith is for that frozen few That never met Someone quite like you CHORUS: Words drown in your martini glass Entire sentences slowly drunken up But before they slipped away I swore I could've heard them say You wanted me to be your buttercup Say you need me to be your buttercup BRIDGE: A Fish don't know they're short G They just feel sideways A And words to you are G Just the same they shy away C When legs and limbs are all tucked in G You pull me close to you come night C And I'm just like a fleshy fruit G that hung like a bow from your side A Your lips may not sell or say what your eyes give away D You're sweet as pumpkin pie VERSE: I take the keys From your hand that stutters up Let the night air sober you up Driving home you make me pull over You press my hand gently As a four leaf clover You say sweetheart I'm a foolish man I'm ornery and I'm stubborn Like my coffee from a can But without you I would Shrivel up and die G - G/B - Em Won't you be my Won't you be my Won't you be my... CHORUS Words drown in your martini glass Entire sentences slowly drunken up But before they slipped away I swore I could've heard them say You wanted me to be your buttercup Say you need me to be your buttercup Tell me you need me To be your buttercup Your buttercup Ducks, shnucks, shlucks, shucks