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Mexican War Streets by mewithoutYou




              Mexican War Streets 






Capo on 5th Fret. All chords relative to Capo.
 
Chords Used: Am Em F G Dm C
F *, C *, Am *, Dm *, C **, G *, Aadd9 *
 
   F *     C *    Am *    Dm *     C **    G *   Aadd9 *
e|-1-|  e|-0-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x--|
B|-1-|  B|-1-|  B|-1-|  B|-3-|  B|-5-|  B|-3-|  B|-0--|
G|-x-|  G|-x-|  G|-2-|  G|-2-|  G|-5-|  G|-4-|  G|-2b-|
D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x--|
A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x--|
E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x--|
 
Intro:
 
e|3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
B|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5|
G|----------------|
D|----------------|
A|----------------|
E|----------------|
 
Em
 
       Am            Em
Though by the path I lead
               Am                      Em
The passing of time and the pouring of tea
    Am              Em
Are all I've lately seen
     F          G
O my soul
          Am                 Em
Until the temporal bridge be burned
          Am                 Em
Until our anchor stocks hold firm
          Am                    Em
Where the hands of clocks don't turn
     F          G
O my soul
        Am             Em
May our lips remain discreet
           Am                    Em
While your traps are beneath our feet
        Am              Em
But how long before our tails are caught
       F             G
By our quote free endquote thought?
F                          G
Sugar in the cane, candles low
F                                   G
Kettle on the flame for the teapot? No
  Dm             C
I tremble at the thought
F                          G
Sugar in the cane, candles low
F                                 G
Southside Flats where the upscale go
  Dm             C
I tremble at the thought!
  Dm             C
I tremble at the thought!
 
(palm muted)
Am                         Em
On the Streets of Mexican Wars
 
                  Am
I battle with the memory of a first fight
Em                    Am
In our contemptible youth
 
I quoted White Nights
Em
Thinking that'd get rid of you
    Am                        Em
And waited with a stone in my hand
 
But you were quite right:
Am
Nature had another plan
       Em
(& failed to run it by me)
Am
Nature had another plan
Em                   Am
Some other surrogate self
                           Em               Am
To live in the sediment of so many somebody elses'
            Em
Innumerable lives and you were right:
           F
It's not a person who dies
    G
But worlds die inside us
 
F                                     G
Sugar in the cane and the candles are low
F                                          G
On the West End Bridge looking down at the Ohio
  Dm             C
I tremble at the thought of what's often referred to as 'karma.'
F                             G
The sugar and the candles are gone
F                                         G
You panic like a mouse when the lights go on
             Dm        C
(I ADMIT, IT WARMS MY HEART
TO WATCH YOUR WORLD FALL APART)
F                                          G
The colorful hills talked me down from the bridge:
F                                     G
To heck with all the drugs my parents did
            Dm           C
I'd like to meet whoever said the words we print in red
       Dm         C
With a coin in my teeth on the Mexican War Streets
 
 
Bridge:
F * , C * , Am * , Dm *
C ** , G * , Am * , Aadd9 *
 
   F *     C *    Am *    Dm *     C **    G *    Aadd9 *
e|-1-|  e|-0-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x-|  e|-x--|
B|-1-|  B|-1-|  B|-1-|  B|-3-|  B|-5-|  B|-3-|  B|-0--|
G|-x-|  G|-x-|  G|-2-|  G|-2-|  G|-5-|  G|-4-|  G|-2b-|
D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x-|  D|-x--|
A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x-|  A|-x--|
E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x-|  E|-x--|
 
F *                   C *
Rivers of sadness and mutual need
       Am *                Dm *
In the loud desperation of social routine
    C **               G *
The rock of salvation, lightly esteemed
     Am *                 Aadd9 *
And distance surging like oceans between us
F *                       C *
Suspended by strings Over rotating wheels
    Am *                   Dm *
Via magnets and springs Of Carnegie steel
      C **                G *
With 'representation' our fashionable theme
      Am *                Aadd9 *
And unfathomably powerful forces Like oceans between us
F *             C *
We have all the signs we need 
      Am *                   Dm *                    C **
Do we decide not to read? My will: And those who precede:
C **              G *             Am *
the relation between Is listening beside me
                   Aadd9 *
At night like some seismic machine
          F *                 C *
While the metal vibrations of petrified men
    Am *                     Dm *
Are etched in translation by pendulum pens
        C **                     G **
And the movements of underground plates
              Am *
Do nothing to bridge or exacerbate
Aadd9 *
Oceans between us








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version 2








Tuning: D A D G B E

Intro
|-8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8-|
|--10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10--|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
 
Verse 1  (Play first part 3 times, then second part, then repeat)
|---------------------------------|---0---0---0---0---0-|
|---------------------------------|--3---3---5---5---5--|
|---------------------------------|-3---2---7---6---7---|
|---------------------------2-2p0-|---------------------|
|-5-5-5-5-5-----------------------|---------------------|
|-----------0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-------|---------------------|
  . . . .   . . . . . . . .
 
Chorus  (Only play second part on last time through)
|-----------------------------|---------|
|-----------------------------|---------|
|-7------9--7------9--3---2---|-3---2---|
|-8------10-8------10-5---3---|-5---3---|
|-----------------------------|---------|
|-----------------------------|---------|
 
Pre-Verse
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
|--------2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-|
|--------2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-|
|--------2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-|
 
Verse 2  (Only palm mute first time through/Play second part at end of verse)
|---------------------------------|---0---0---0---0---0-|
|---------------------------------|--3---3---5---5---5--|
|---------------------------------|-3---2---7---6---7---|
|---------------------------2-2p0-|---------------------|
|-5-5-5-5-5-----------------------|---------------------|
|-----------0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3-------|---------------------|
  . . . .   . . . . . . . .
 
Chorus 2  (Only play second part on last time through)
|----------------------------------|---------|
|-6------8--6------8--3---1------1-|-3---1---|
|-7------9--7------9--3---2------2-|-3---2---|
|-8------10-8------10-5---3------3-|-5---3---|
|-8------10-8------10-5---3------3-|-5---3---|
|----------------------------------|---------|
 
Pre-Outro
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
|--------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
|--------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
|--------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
 
Outro
|---------------------------------------------------------|
|-11-----10-----6------8------10-----8------6------6------|
|-7--x8--7--x8--7--x8--7--x8--5--x8--5--x8--7--x8--9--x8--|
|---------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------|








Though by the path I lead
The passing of time and the pouring of tea
Are all I've lately seen
O my soul {SH 159}
Until the temporal bridge be burned
Until our anchor stocks hold firm
Where the hands of clocks don't turn
O my soul
May our lips remain discreet
While your traps are beneath our feet--
But how long before our tails are caught
By our "free" thought?
Sugar in the cane, candles low
Kettle on the flame for the teapot? No
I tremble at the thought
Sugar in the cane, candles low
Southside Flats where the upscale go
I tremble at the thought!
On the Streets of Mexican Wars
I battle with the
Memory of a first fight
In our contemptible youth
I quoted White Nights
"My God, a moment of bliss
Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetimes?" --F. Dostoevsky
Thinking that'd get rid of you
And waited with a stone in my hand
But you were quite right:
Nature had another plan
(& failed to run it by me)
Nature had another plan
Some other surrogate self
To live in the sediment of so many somebody elses'
Innumerable lives and you were right:
It's not a person who dies
But worlds die inside us --Y. Yevtushenko
Sugar in the cane and the candles are low
On the West End Bridge looking down at the Ohio River
I tremble at the thought of what's often referred to as 'karma.'
The sugar and the candles are gone
You panic like a mouse when the lights go on
(I ADMIT, IT WARMS MY HEART
TO WATCH YOUR WORLD FALL APART)
The colorful hills talked me down from the bridge:
To heck with all the drugs my parents did
I'd like to meet whoever said the words we print in red
With a coin in my teeth on the Mexican War Streets
Rivers of sadness and mutual need
In the loud desperation of social routine
The rock of salvation, lightly esteemed (-Deut. 32: 15)
And distance surging like oceans between us
Suspended by strings
Over rotating wheels
Via magnets and springs
Of Carnegie steel
With 'representation' our fashionable theme
And unfathomably powerful forces
Like oceans between us
We have all the signs we need
Do we decide not to read?
"My will: his will that fronts me
Seas between." (-James Joyce)
And those who precede: the relation between
Is listening beside me
At night like some seismic machine
While the metal vibrations of petrified men
Are etched in translation by pendulum pens
And the movements of underground plates
Do nothing to bridge or exacerbate
Oceans between us








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version 3






Tuning: E A D G B E

[Intro]
Dm
 
 
[Verse 1]
Dm
Though by the path I lead The passing of time and the pouring of tea
Bb             F        C
Are all I've lately seen
Dm
Until our temporal bridge be burned Until our anchor stocks hold firm
Bb                               F             C
Where the hands of clocks don't turn, O my soul
Dm
May our lips remain discreet While your traps are beneath our feet--
        Bb               F         C
but how long before our tails are caught
              Dm
by our "free" thought?
 
 
[Chorus]
Bb                  C      Bb
Sugar in the cane, candles low
Gm                F             Gm      F
Kettle low on the flame for the teapot? No
Bb                  C      Bb  Dm
Sugar in the cane, candles low
 
 
[Verse 2]
      F
On the Streets of Mexican Wars
                  Eb
I battle with the memory of a first fight
       F
In our contemptible youth, quoted White Nights
         Eb
Thinking I’d get rid of you, Waited with a stone in my hand
                              Bb
but you were right and Nature had another plan
                   Dm
Nature had another plan
 
 
[Chorus]
Bb                  C       Bb
Sugar in the cane, candles low
       Gm       F              Gm          F
On the West End Bridge looking down at the Ohio
Bb                  C       Bb
Sugar in the cane, candles low
    Gm           F              Gm        F
You panic like a mouse when the lights go on
Bb                  Dm
Sugar in the cane, candles low
 
 
[Outro]
Dm




Though by the path I lead
The passing of time and the pouring of tea
Are all I've lately seen
O my soul {SH 159}
Until the temporal bridge be burned
Until our anchor stocks hold firm
Where the hands of clocks don't turn
O my soul
May our lips remain discreet
While your traps are beneath our feet--
But how long before our tails are caught
By our "free" thought?
Sugar in the cane, candles low
Kettle on the flame for the teapot? No
I tremble at the thought
Sugar in the cane, candles low
Southside Flats where the upscale go
I tremble at the thought!
On the Streets of Mexican Wars
I battle with the
Memory of a first fight
In our contemptible youth
I quoted White Nights
"My God, a moment of bliss
Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetimes?" --F. Dostoevsky
Thinking that'd get rid of you
And waited with a stone in my hand
But you were quite right:
Nature had another plan
(& failed to run it by me)
Nature had another plan
Some other surrogate self
To live in the sediment of so many somebody elses'
Innumerable lives and you were right:
It's not a person who dies
But worlds die inside us --Y. Yevtushenko
Sugar in the cane and the candles are low
On the West End Bridge looking down at the Ohio River
I tremble at the thought of what's often referred to as 'karma.'
The sugar and the candles are gone
You panic like a mouse when the lights go on
(I ADMIT, IT WARMS MY HEART
TO WATCH YOUR WORLD FALL APART)
The colorful hills talked me down from the bridge:
To heck with all the drugs my parents did
I'd like to meet whoever said the words we print in red
With a coin in my teeth on the Mexican War Streets
Rivers of sadness and mutual need
In the loud desperation of social routine
The rock of salvation, lightly esteemed (-Deut. 32: 15)
And distance surging like oceans between us
Suspended by strings
Over rotating wheels
Via magnets and springs
Of Carnegie steel
With 'representation' our fashionable theme
And unfathomably powerful forces
Like oceans between us
We have all the signs we need
Do we decide not to read?
"My will: his will that fronts me
Seas between." (-James Joyce)
And those who precede: the relation between
Is listening beside me
At night like some seismic machine
While the metal vibrations of petrified men
Are etched in translation by pendulum pens
And the movements of underground plates
Do nothing to bridge or exacerbate
Oceans between us








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