TOAD THE WET SPROCKET

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Way Away
by Toad the Wet Sprocket
off the "Bread and Circus" CD

contributed by Ryan Houlette
(rhoulett@depauw.edu)
another in the "This is how I play it, guys" series
you should really hear the original song to get the rhythms right

[intro]
D Em G   (3x)      

(When you play the D, you should hammer on the A on the 3rd string)

[verse1]
D                 Em       G
Line of people to pass you by, 
       D                 Em        G
Posing sympathy with its whitewash eyes
D                     Em       G
Ladies feigning their mourning cries
        D                 Em       G
And the men shaking hands

[chorus]
A       G
Weigh   Away
A   G
Way away
G       C
All the pictures in your mind
          G
As you're passed the thousandth time
           Em          G
Thousandth photograph

[verse2]
D               Em    G
Listen to sympathetic lies
         D                    Em       G
As their reasons change under mourning guise
         D                  Em       G
With the gentlemen feigning sorrowed sighs
    D                   Em     G
And drinking champagne

[chorus]
A     G
Weigh Away
A   G
Way away 
G          C
As all the people pass and pose
         G
You hold back the tears and hold
      Em         G
On to memories

[verse3]
D                       Em    G
Small talk hangs like a dirty cloud
       D                Em        G
Saying nothing real but deafening loud
   D                Em       G
An urge to run away from the crowd
    D               Em       G
And mourn all alone
D                 Em G
Make a promise to no-one
D                  Em        G
Wondering if you'd been worthwhile
D                  Em  G
Turn away from the chatter
        D             Em  G
And the hungry smiles