Okkervil River - "Some Come Back, I Am waiting"
CHORDS USED IN THIS SONG:
: x02210
: x32010
: x03211 (See note)
: 320003
: xx0231
: xx0233
: x02220
: xx0232
NOTE: For all of the F chords, he only plays the full chord (133211) when he says "In
eyes" for the second time. I've
marked it with a *. All the other F chords are played like this: x03211.
INTRO:
*It's basically just chords, but I included all the picked notes too*
e|------0---------------1-----0-------0----|
B|-----1---------1------1---------1--------|
G|----2----------0---0--2-------2----------|
D|---2------2-0--2---0--3---3-------3------|
A|--0-------0----3---3---------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|
e|--------0--------------1-----3-----3---3-------|
B|--------1-----0---0-0--3-----3-----3---3-------|
G|-----0----0---0---0-0--2---2-2-------2---2-----|
D|--0--2----2-0-0---0-0--0---0-0-------0---0-----|
A|--3--3----3-2-2--------------------------------|
E|--------------3--------------------------------|
FIRST VERSE:
A black sheep boy revolves over canyons and waterfalls.
A black sheep boy dissolves in syringe or in shower stall.
FIRST CHORUS:
He says
“there’s plenty of time to make you mine tonight,
there’s plenty of time to make you mine.”
He says
“there’s plenty of ways to know you’re not dying,
all right.
Hell, there’s plenty of light still left in your eyes.”
*
In your eyes.
FIRST PRE-VERSE:
SECOND VERSE:
A black sheep boy grows horns,
breathing smoke through his microphone.
The airwaves stretch and they groan, bleeding, birthing his black diapason.
SECOND CHORUS:
He says
“there’s plenty of things to wear when you come to me,
every color of sleeve to be rolled.
There are millions of rolling eyes that still cling to me.
Every language of king is concerned.
BRIDGE:
So why
did you bawl
from the spell of some old holy song
that some liar laughed as he composed,
some liar I loved to control?”
SECOND PRE-VERSE:
*I included both the chords and the faint guitar in the background*
e|-------------1--1---1----|--0-----------1---1---1-3----3-3--|
B|-------------1--1---1----|----3-1-0-----3---3---3-3----3-3--|
G|-------------2----2---2--|----------2-0-2-----2---2----2-2--|
D|---------0-2-3----3---3--|--------------0-----0--------0-0--|
A|--0--2-3-----------------|----------------------------------|
E|-------------------------|----------------------------------|
e|-------------1--1---1----|--0---------------1---1-3--|
B|-------------1--1---1----|----3-1-0---------3---3-3--|
G|-------------2----2---2--|----------2-0-2-----2---2--|
D|---------0-2-3----3---3--|--------------------0---0--|
A|--0--2-3-----------------|---------------------------|
E|-------------------------|---------------------------|
THIRD VERSE:
*For the first 4 lines there's no guitar, but the bass copies the notes the guitar would
playing*
A black sheep boy dissolves
in hot cream, in sweet moans,
in each dead bed and empty home,
in each seething bacterium.
Killing softly and serial,
he lifts his head, handsome, horned, magisterial.
He's the smell of the moonlight wisteria.
He’s the thrill of the abecedarian.
(See the muddy hoofprints where he carried yo
THIRD CHORUS:
And there’s plenty of ways to claim his crimes tonight,
and there’s plenty of things to do on his dime.
And there’s plenty of ways to wear his hide tonight.
You’ve got yours and I’ve got mine.
You’ve got yours and I’ve got mine.
OUTRO:
So why
did you flee?
Don’t you know you can’t leave his control
only call all his wild works your own?
So come back and we’ll take them all on.
So come back to your life on the lam.
So come back to your old black sheep man.
He says
“I am waiting on hoof and on hand.
I am waiting, all hated and damned.
I am waiting, I snort and I stamp.
I am waiting, you know that I am,
calmly waiting to make you my lamb”