Dirty Diamond

E

(On E chords lift your ring finger from the D string on upstroke to get the D-E transition sound)
E
Found these in a box at the bus stop
E
My name's at the bottom
E
But I'm nowhere to be found
  E
I really get around they say
E
So I take these sightless creatures home
E
Then I fear them so to tremble
    F
For I'm no mother, I
     E
Just some random defender

E
I remember running chest high
       F
In the steppe grass
       C
At the dawn of man
        D
When we got along
C
I remember running chest high
       D
In the steppe grass
       Bb
At the dawn of man
        Am
When we got along

C F
C G
C
We raced along the ground
            F
I chased it out of town
C
The sun's the meanest easy target
       G
That I know
C
We played a tender game
             F
Of kissing cobra tag
    C
We slept astride our horses
                   G
Tied fast in their manes
C
C
My friend would touch my face
            F
And leave a star or two
    C
The years left constellations
            G
Of our wild language
C
What drove the sun away
            F
I'm far too small to know
C
A gaslight's winter
                    G
Marches on refinery legs
C

C                    D
What can I tell you now?
    C                     D
It sped away along the canal
             Am
And drummed mosquito clouds
                             D
From their dens of hot tires for miles
            Am
And drummed mosquito clouds
                              D
From their dens of hot tires for miles

E
I remember running chest high
       F
In the steppe grass
       C
At the dawn of man
C
I remember running chest high
       D
In the steppe grass
       Bb
At the dawn of man
        Am
When we got along

Am
Oh, petroleum
Am
You're the top predator now
D
Sovereign, lover, liar
               C
But you're uninspired too
                  F
According to your anthem, you
Am
Oh, petroleum
Am
You're the top predator now
D
And I am just desire
          C
One dirty diamond
              D
Some random defender
          C
I sold my flesh that I might die
       D
So the world will spin
D
And my cubs won't cry
C                D
I have to be the sun for them
        F
Oh, petroleum
       Ab
You are beautiful
    Am               D5
But so am I
Am
I'm a dirty diamond
                     D5
Lying looking at the sky
Am
I'm a dirty diamond
                     D5
Lying looking at the sky

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