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by Wild Sweet Orange


"Sour Milk" by Wild Sweet Orange

Standard tuning with Capo on the 2nd fret (all chords relative to capo)
Also the barred G chord can be interchanged with a normal G chord as Preston mixes the 
G in there every now and then.

                              
I'll take the road less traveled by
                            
Thats what my father always said
                           
Now he works in an office

With a whore in his bed

                       
My mother sleeps alone at night
                            
Dreaming of all her regret inside
                        
I wanna tell her that I love her

                
Oh and if I could
                             
I would've given her so much better
                              
Cuz no don't you tell me that that man is my father
                    
Oh just some hooded conceiver
                                             
Who tried really, really hard to please her.

                    
So I'm returning to my gladness
                
When I was only ten
                        
Playing football in the front yard
                     
And sweating with my friends
                              
I remember when I was thirteen
                
It was October something
                       
I was standing on that front lawn listening.
                                 
That was the first time I heard you calling
                       
As the sun was cooling down
	
And the moms were about to drive their kids around.


And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"

And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"

They give us truth deceiving
Gbarred(355433)
I don't think thats truth at all


And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"

And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"

They give us love thats leaving
Gbarred(355433)
I dont think thats love

            


Oh and the steeple people
                               
Oh they're so happy not knowing you.
             
So boldly do they pervert your truth.

                           
Oh did they think we wouldn't grow up
                           
Did they think we couldn't throw back up
                        
The sour milk they been pouring down out throats

                         	         
Oh they have raised one pissed off generation
                       
With kids that have to start taking care of them
                          
Like hey mom get to work on time
                                
And hey dad would you come home tonight
                         
And the both of you stop drinking so much wine.


And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"

And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"

They give us truth deceiving
Gbarred(355433)
I don't think thats truth at all


And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"

And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"

They give us love thats leaving
Gbarred(355433)
I dont think thats love.