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New Hampshire by matt pond PA
New Hampshire
E A D G B E
C --x-3-2-0-1-0--|
G --3-2-0-0-0-x--| Verse
G --3-2-0-0-0-3--| Chorus
Fsus9 --x-3-3-0-1-0--|
Fsus4 --x-3-3-2-1-0--|
Am --x-0-2-2-1-0--|
Am7 --x-0-2-0-1-0--|
[ Capo 1st Fret ]
Intro: [ Verses are played like Intro ]
E --0--0--0--0------------------------------------------|
B ---1--1--1--1--0--0--0--0-----------------------------|
G ----------------0--0--0--0------------------0--0--0---|
D -----------------------------2--2--2--2----0--0--0--0-| (x2)
A -3----------------------------3--3--3--3--------------|
E -------------3-------------1-------------3------------|
Gtr 2: Riff 1 (during 2nd time) (0:15)
C G Fsus9 G
E -----------------------------------------|
B -3^13--13^0--(1)-3^13--13^0-----(3)-(1b)-|
G -----------------------------------------|
D -----------------------------------------|
A -----------------------------------------|
E -----------------------------------------|
Verse 1: (0:31)
C
I saw a modest dream
G
the kind that can’t speak up
Fsus9
and lost before it’s let out
G
in the north we hold our tongues
Chorus 1: (0:46)
Am G
but down here I believe
C Am
when you pull your hair back it’s so easy to see
Am G
this has not been thought through
C Am
there are things that we’ve done that we cannot undo
Fsus9 Am (Am)
there are things I can’t hear when we’re telling the truth
Gtr 2: Riff 2 (1:08)
Fsus9 C Am7 C
E -0------------------0---|
B ---1----3-------3-----1-| (x2)
G ----------0---0---------|
D ------------------------|
A ------------------------|
E ------------------------|
Verses 2 & 3: (1:23)
C
at a table out in bethel
G
when I was thirteen
Fsus9
the criminals were saying
G
liked how I was silent
C
the cold was the container
G
for the sparseness of our speech
Fsus9
the expression in our hands
G
was all that we’d need
Chorus 2: (1:53)
Am G
but down here I believe
C Am
that I made a big deal with a girl that can’t bleed
Am G
now I see red and black
C Am
and evening that kills I want to take it back
C Am
an evening that kills and I can’t take it back
(2:17)
C C C C
E -----------------------------|
B -----------------------------|
G -------0-----0-----0-----0---|
D -----------------------------| (x3)
A -3-3-3---3-3---3-3---3-3---3-|
E -----------------------------|
(Keep playing previous part)
I’m going home back to New Hampshire
I’m so determined
I’m so determined
to lay in lakes and see my sisters
I will hit my brother and hold my Mother
(3:04)
C Cadd9sus4 C C Csus4 C
E --------------------3-----0-|
B -1---3-----------1----------|
G --------------0-------------|
D ----------------------------|
A ----------------------------|
E ----------------------------|
[ Repeat Riff 1 ]
Verse 4: (3:33)
C
this probably won’t work out
G
we might not live forever
Fsus9
while there’s nothing to confess
G
please pay attention
Chorus 3: (3:47)
Am G
and I know that it’s brief
C Am
there’s not nearly enough in one night to have seen
Am G
what you had in your hand
C Am
was much more than the gold that I let go to grab
Fsus9 Am
so much more than the gold that I let go to grab
Outro: (4:08)
(no chrd) Fsus4 Fsus9 C Fsus4 Fsus9 C
E -12-8-3--------------------8-----------8---|
B ---------------------5h6-6---5h6---------5-|
G -------------------------------------------|
D -------------------------------------------|
A -------------------------------------------|
E -------------------------------------------|
Fsus4 Fsus9 C Fsus4 Fsus9 C
E -----------8-------8-----13--5-3--|
B -5h6---------6h5----5h6-----3-----|
G ----------------------------------|
D ----------------------------------|
A ----------------------------------|
E ----------------------------------|
New Hampshire
I saw a modest dream
The kind that can''t speak up
And lost before it''s let out
In the north we hold our tongues
But down here I believe
When you pull your hair back it''s so easy to see
This has not been thought through
There are things that we''ve done that we cannot undo
There are things I can''t hear when we''re telling the truth
At a table out in Bethel
When I was thirteen
The criminals were saying
Liked how I was silent
The cold was the container
For the sparseness of our speech
The expression in our hands
Was all that we''d need
But down here I believe
That I made a big deal with a girl that can''t bleed
Now I see red and black
And evening that kills I want to take it back
An evening that kills and I can''t take it back
I''m going home back to New Hampshire
I''m so determined
To lay in lakes and see my sisters
I will hit my brother and hold my mother
This probably won''t work out
We might not live forever
While there''s nothing to confess
Please pay attention
And I know that it''s brief
There''s not nearly enough in one night to have seen
What you had in your hand
Was much more than the gold that I let go to grab
So much more than the gold that I let go to grab
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