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                            GOING BLIND - Craig's Brother
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Eb TUNING

CHORDS AND RIFFS ARE AT BOTTOM OF PAGE

Acoustic Intro:
Gb-------------7------------------7----------------------7----------7-9-10-12-
Db-10..-7-9-10---10-9-10..-7-9-10---10-9-7..------7-9-10---9..-9-10-----------
Ab-------------------------------------------8-10-----------------------------

Gb-9..----7-9-10-9-7-9..----7-9-10-9-7-------------7-9-10-12..14..16...-|
Db-----10----------------10------------10..-7-9-10----------------------|
Ab----------------------------------------------------------------------|

Electric Intro:
Db-----------------------------------77-55-33-22-X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-----------10-
Ab-88888-777-10-8-7-7h8h7-555-8-7-10-------------X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-88888-7h8----
Eb-----------------------------------55-33-11-00-X-5-X-3-X-1-X-0--------------

Db-------------------------5---------5h7-------------------X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-|
Ab-8-7-7h8h7-555-----5h7h8-----5h7h8-----88888-777-7h8h7..-X-7-X-5-X-3-X-2-|
Eb---------------6h8---------8-----------------------------X-5-X-3-X-1-X-0-|

G#...                    F#....
She's on a beach in Maui, her breasts are half uncovered
D#                            E                      G#....
  I try to stop myself from staring at her but I'm drawn
                  F#.....
Like Dagwood to sleep (Dagwood to sleep)
     D#                         E                        R1
The lawn may need mowing, but still I can't prevent my thoughts

>From becoming obscene, so I justify, she's only a page in a magazine
E*    D#6* E*  R2   E* D#6*    G#     B     C#     F#*   E*  D#6* E*  R2
She's not real,   She doesn't feel.   Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth
E*     D#6*     X-G#-X-F#-X-E-X-D#
  Her value is lost
G#....                F#.........
Crown of all creation,  bane of jealous angels
D#                         E
  Nothing more to me than food for a fantasy
R1
And though I know that it's a shame, I won't turn away

My thoughts are so casually led astray
B                 A#6                   A
I know it's not right, it feels so unclean
                  G#
But she's just a page in a magazine
E*    D#6* E*  G#-A#   E* D#6*    G#  R3   E*  D#6* E*    G#*-D#*
She's not real,      she doesn't feel.  Scraps of cloth.
E*     D#6*     G#
  Her value is lost.
G#...E...F#....G#-R4-G#

E* F#    G#           D#* E*     F#          G#   D#*-C#-BB
  49er, gold prospector.    Her body is my claim
E*          F#                G#                  D#*    E*
  As she assumes some cheezy pose, imagination sees no clothes
            F#             G#(pm)
And I don't even know her name.
D#*-E*     F#    B    A#  G#    F#    E      F#             G#
      Her body breaks my minds leash,  like Gus broke his chain.

CHORDS (IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE):
   G#  F#  D#  E   E*  D#6*  B    C#   F#*  A#6  A   A#  G#*  D#*
Gb-----------------10---10-------------12----------------14---9---|
Db-7---5---2---3---10---10---10---12---12---10---8---9---14---9---|
Ab-7---5---2---3---8----7----10---12---10---10---8---9---12---7---|
Eb-5---3---0---1-------------8----10--------7----6---7------------|

RIFFS:
R1:
Ab-----10---10-----10---10-----8---8-----8---8-|
Eb-888----8----777----7----666---6---555---5---|

R2:
Eb-5/7-7-7/8-888-|

R3:
Gb-10-9-7----7----7-9--|
Db--------10---10------|

R4:
Eb-555-7-8-7-555-7-8-7-|

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