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Old Master by Matthew and the Atlas
Old Master
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 7th fret
Key: C
[Intro]/[Verse]
F Am G C G
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------0-------0h1-----1-------1-------0-------0h1-----1-------0-|
G|---5-------5-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
D|-3-------3-------2-------2-------0-------0-------2-------0-------|
A|-----0-------0-------0-------0-------2-------2-------3-------2---|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
[Chorus]
F C E7
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------0-------0-|
G|---2-------2-------2-------2-------0-------0-------1-------1-----|
D|-3-------3-------3-------3-------2-------2-------0-------0-------|
A|-----3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------2-------2---|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
Am G
e|---------------------------------|
B|-------1-------1-------1-------0-|
G|---2---=---2-------2-------0-----|
D|-2-------2-------2-------0-------|
A|-----0-------0-------0-------2---|
E|---------------------------------| x4
G C G
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0h1-----1-------0-|
G|---0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
D|-0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------2-------0-------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------3-------2---|
E|-----2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------------------|
I disappeared, I found a way
I made a choice, not to stay
I held it down, I watched it die
The life we made, faded away
Sometimes I see a shadow rise
Beneath my hands, then over me
I look into the great divide
I feel so strangely alive
But I know, that it ain''''t easy
And I find, some kind of comfort
In the wide, open spaces
Yeah I find some kind of comfort
The bed unmade, remembering
Conversations, returning
How strange it feels, to be reborn
My old master, my burning star
But I know, that it ain''''t easy
And I find, some kind of comfort
In the wide, open spaces
Yeah I find some kind of comfort in the spaces
| h Hammer-on
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