Yardsale Chords

Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 I Cwonder if this blade ran tFhrough someone's side

 The Dmblood wiped away to FaddhideG

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 But wCar can make monsters oFut of us alCl

 IDm'm sure I'd become one Faddif IG was calFled

 And tChen it would Dmbe my blGade

 Here at thisF7M yardsCale

The guitar I am holding is way out of tune

The neck it is warped and the saddle is through

I wonder if sweet music ever was played

From the hands of a boy to a girl in the shade

From this rickety ghost of a song

Here at this yardsale

A dollar for anything here on this quilt

A price tag for hands from which all things are built

A blanket of voices speak pleasure in shame

Flowers of plastic and fruit of the same

A basket of nothing at all

Here at this yardsale

So if I had the money I'd buy everything

And cover the whole lot with good gasoline

And burn it for all that I care for the past

And rid mother earth of what never should last

And give her the present of ash

Made of a yardsale