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by Warren Haynes


The Real thing(Warren Haynes)
The verses are for the most part Picked, The chorus, Break are strummed.

                
He wore a song around his neck
           
Like some medal of honor
                            
He carried his wisdom like a knife
                                 
An empty pocket was a temporary chain
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Knowing you've got it coming

Ain't no crime
                                     
Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
                                        
You could feel his soul twisting right in two
                    
Nobody knew where he came from
(strum)                    (strum)
Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew
Chorus:
          
He was the real thing
           
No doubt about it
                                     
The kind that you remember when they're gone
     
The real thing

Put here for a reason
                        
We knew someday the whole world
                  
Was going to know his name
                Am (back to picking)
He was the real thing

Same chords as verses
She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
Singing 'bout a world he never knew
Head spinning round, he began to wonder
Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues

He searched inside him for an answer
But all he found was a troubled mind
He left her somewhere on the blue highway
Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind
Chorus:

It was the real thing

No doubt about it
                                   
The kind that you remember when it's gone

The real thing
 
Not like passion's fire
                               
But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
           
It was the real thing

Break: 
                                       
And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
                                                           
But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone

(Back to picking verses): 

In some broken down dressing room in some major city
The thunder plays an old familiar tune
He spies a face of a distant angel
Outside, beneath the halo moon

Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
One more bullet, it might be your last ride
This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide

This is the real thing
No doubt about it
Who cares if they love you and you're gone
This is the real thing
So you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
Anyway boy, this ain't no game
This is the real thing

He wore a song around his neck
Like some medal of honor
He carried his wisdom like a knife