2 acessos
Em (Notes not relative to Capo) E|--------------------| B|----11--8-10-8------| G|--------------------| (x8) D|--------------------| A|--------------------| E|--------------------| [Verse 1] Em Julia, take your man home G He's just sitting at the bar D Em Carving shapes that look like dicks into the wood Em Julia, take your man home G He keeps running in and out of the street D Em With a weed between his teeth he calls a rose Em Julia, take your man home G He keeps talking about New Jersey and cocaine D C And some person he keeps saying is made of glass C B A G E|----11-11--10-10--8-8--6-6-------| B|---------------------------------| G|---------------------------------| D|---------------------------------| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------| [Chorus] A Julia, take your man home G Lay him down on a bed of thorns D And I've got a feeling he'll say, "Sorry" A Come tomorrow morning G And when he wakes in a bed of thorns D I've got a feeling he'll say, "Sorry" Em Just wait for tomorrow morning (This is what I think the synth is doing during the G and D of the chorus) E|---------------------------------------------------------------| B|----11-11--10-10--8-8--6-6----10-10--8-8--6-6--3-3-------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------| [Bridge] E|----17~----13~------------| B|--------------------------| G|------------------12~-----| D|--------------------------| A|--------------------------| E|--------------------------| Em When I asked him if he needed to go home He said, "The beating heart of a lonely man is Em Nothing but an unheard decrescendo" Em Julia, take your man home G He keeps filling up the room with smoke D C B A G And then claiming that it's just his ghost [Chorus] A Said, Julia, take your man home G Lay him down on a bed of thorns D And I've got a feeling he'll say, "Sorry" A Come tomorrow morning G And when he wakes in a bed of thorns D I've got a feeling he'll say, "Sorry" A Just wait for tomorrow morning G And you can tell him for yourself that you ain't gonna pluck D No rose petals out of his teeth for him [Outro] Em C G D x2 Em C G D Em To say that he loves you would be unfair towards you, and Em C G D Em To say that he needs you would be unfair towards you too Em C G D Em To say that he loves you would be unfair towards you, and Em C G D Em To say that he needs you would be unfair towards you too