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I Got by Young The Giant
I Got
Intro Part 1: x2
Eb C#
Intro Part 2: x1
Eb Ab
Verse 1
Ab C#
In the night where I live, there's a strange force in your kiss oh,
Ab C#
All's divine, in desire
Ab C#
With an ire of philosophy, burning scrolls in the naked heat
Ab C#
Oh how coy, is your little boy?
Pre-chorus
Eb C#
Cause I know, it don't read that well yeah
Chorus
Ab Cm C# Eb
I got, buried. No it won't be long, before I rise in
Song order:
Intro pt 1: x2
Intro pt 2: x1
Verse 1
Pre-chorus: x1
Chorus: x2
Intro pt 1: x2
Verse 2
Pre-chorus: x2
Chorus: x2
Solo (Same chords as verse)
Pre-chorus: x1
Chorus: 2
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version 2
Cm7 Bbm7 Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd)
e|-----8------6------4-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
B|-----8------6------4-----8----------4--------------------------------------|
G|-----8------6------5-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
D|-----8------6------6-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
A|-----10-----8------6-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
E|-----8------6------4-----x----------4--------------------------------------|
Intro Part 1: x2
Cm7 Bbm7
Intro Part 2: x2
Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
Verse 1
Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
In the night where I live, there's a strange force in your kiss oh,
Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
All's divine, in desire
Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
With an ire of philosophy, burning scrolls in the naked heat
Ab Eb C#add9(no 3rd) Eb
Oh how coy, is your little boy?
Pre-chorus
Cm7 Bbm7
Cause I know, it don't read that well, yeah
Chorus
Ab Cm7 Bbm7 Cm7 Eb7
I got, buried. No it won't be long, before I rise in
Verse 2
In the night where I live, Your children sway they fuel the kitch.
Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward, And in shadows.
Outright, in times of old, Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always. Now here!
Prechorus
Cause I know it dont read that well.
And I know, only time will tell, me.
Chorus
I got buried, no it wont be long, before I rise in.
I got! Oh Buried. Oh no!!!
Cause I know I got you!!
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In the night where I live,
There's strange force in your kiss oh.
All's divine in desire.
With an isle of philosophy,
Burning scrolls in the naked heat,
Oh how coy is your little boy. No!
Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah!
I got buried; no it won't be long, before I rise in.
I got buried; no it won't be long. Yeah!
In the night where I live,
Your children sway they fuel the kitch.
Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward,
And in shadows.
Outright, in times of old,
Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always.
Now here!
Cause I know it don't read that well.
And I know, only time will tell, me.
I got buried; no it won't be long before I rise in.
I got buried; no it won't be long before I rise in song!
And I know it don't read that well!! yeah!
I got buried; no it won't be long, before I rise in.
I got! Oh Buried; Oh no!!!
Cause I know I got you!!
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