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September Tab by Sparky Deathcap

Capo: No capo
  • C#m7

    4
  • E6

  • Amaj9

    6
  • F#sus2

  • E

  • F#sus4

    2
Intro 1
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
E|--------------------------|--------------------------| B|-------0-----------0------|-------0-----------0------| G|-----6---6-------6---6----|-----6---6-------6---6----| D|---6-------6---6-------6--|---6-------6---6-------6--| A|-4------------------------|--------------------------| E|-------------0------------|-5-----------0------------| 1 2 3 4 5 6 1 2 3 4 5 6
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
E|--------------------------|--------------------------| B|-------0-----------0------|-------0-----------0------| G|-----6---6-------6---6----|-----6---6-------6---6----| D|---6-------6---6-------6--|---6-------6---6-------6--| A|-4------------------------|--------------------------| E|-------------0------------|-5-----------0------------| 1 2 3 4 5 6 1 2 3 4 5 6
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
Verse 1
C#m7
E6
Every suntan tells stories
Amaj9
E6
and the shape of the white
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
Snitches fat men in tropical climes
F#sus2
Now you tell me you’ve been fucking
Amaj9
somebody new
C#m7
E6
And that I should’ve known for a while
Amaj9
E|-7-7---7-----7-7---7------|-7-7---7-----7-7---7------| B|-9-9---9-----9-9---9------|-9-9---9-----9-9---9------| G|-9-9---9-----9-9---9------|-9-9---9-----9-9---9------| D|--------------------------|--------------------------| A|--------------------------|--------------------------| E|--------------------------|--------------------------| 1 2 3 4 5 6 1 2 3 4 5 6

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Verse 2
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
E6
Watching the starlings as autumn draws in As they make
E|-0-----------0------------|-0-----------0------------| B|---0-------0---0-------0--|---0-------0---0-------0--| G|-----1---1-------1---1----|-----1---1-------1---1----| D|-------2-----------2------|-------2-----------2------| A|--------------------------|--------------------------| E|--------------------------|--------------------------| 1 2 3 4 5 6 1 2 3 4 5 6
C#m7
ghosts
E6
Amaj9
E6
across London fields
F#sus2
Amaj9
And I would’ve moved out there to be with you
C#m7
E6
Amaj9
I would’ve moved out there for real
Verse 3
C#m7
E6
Saw a choir of golden angels
Amaj9
E6
wearing matching rucksacks
C#m7
E6
As they obscured the view
Amaj9
E6
to your train
F#sus2
Amaj9
And I’m sorry if it seems like I’m rambling here
Pre-chorus 1
C#m7
E
Just wanna see the way the skin
Amaj9
F#sus4
splits round his bones
C#m7
E
And the gurgling head
Amaj9
F#sus4
in your lap
C#m7
E
And the arms of the crowd
Amaj9
F#sus4
as they pull me away
C#m7
E
And the mud and the blood
Amaj9
F#sus4
in the grass
Chorus 1
C#m7
E
Amaj9
When we scraped our bones together,
F#sus4
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
we got fire (fire, fire, fire)
C#m7
E
Amaj9
When we scraped our bones together,
F#sus4
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
we got fire (fire, fire, fire)
C#m7
E
Amaj9
When we scraped our bones together,
F#sus4
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
we got fire (fire, fire, fire)
C#m7
E
Amaj9
When we scraped our bones together,
F#sus4
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
we got fire (fire, fire, fire)
Outro 1
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
C#m7
E
Amaj9
F#sus4
[Repeat and fade]
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