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40 Years - Counting Crows


Intro: F#m  E  Bm  F#m
       F#m  E  Bm
F#m                       E   
        I was born in the jungle 
         Bm                 F#m
With the sickening smell of cinnamon in the air 
F#m              E
       Born in a white hole 
      Bm      A         D      E      F#m
and I can't believe the colors here today
           E
Stuck on a circle 
     Bm                      F#m
I've never been blessed with elephant's memory 
F#m             E          Bm  
       Riding a red line nowhere 

   D        A  G             Bm        A
If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for 
   D        A  G              Bm     A   
If it takes 40 years, put the money away 
   D        A  G                Bm            A
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir 
   D        A  G                Bm              A       D   E
If it takes 40 years I want the thunder and the rain 

F#m                     E           
        I was born in a good home 
          Bm             F#m
Where the rising cost of raising children 
F#m              E
       Was not a factor 
      Bm      A         D         A       F#m
And I can't believe the things it does to me 
                    E 
I'm filled with the white noise 
       Bm                F#m                  
Well I never did much of anything anyway
 F#m             E           Bm 
       Jump on a big train nowhere 

   D        A  G            Bm         A
If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for 
   D        A  G              Bm     A   
If it takes 40 years, put the money away 
   D        A  G                Bm            A
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir 
   D        A  G                Bm              A      
If it takes 40 years I want the thunder and the rain 
F                     C                 G                 D
   I'm gonna buy me a good heart, and a conscience, maybe raise some children
F     C                       G
    Get me a good wife, and a God and God and God and God and 
F              C               G              D    
    Start me a new life with a six foot color television 
F              C            G      A   E
    Start me a new life somewhere 

F#m                     E  
        I was born on a warm night 
       Bm                F#m
On the right coast, southeastern America 
F#m              E
       Dead on arrival 
        Bm      A         D          E      F#m
But you can't believe the things you hear today 
              E                Bm
I'll fly me a white plane over water 
     F#m 
Over blue and green and
F#m                 E         Bm
        Land in the ocean somewhere 
   D        A  G             Bm         A
If it takes 40 years for the guns to be paid for 
   D        A  G              Bm     A   
If it takes 40 years, put the money away 
   D        A  G                Bm            A
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir 
   D        A  G                      Bm                  
If it takes 40 years well I want that thunder 
A                    G     Bm   A
Yeah and I want that rain 
                     G   
Oh  well I want that rain
Bm                    A
     Come on now, now gimme the thunder, gimme the thunder 
          G     Bm    A
Gimme the rain
            G                Bm              A
I want that rain, I want the thunder and the rain
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