Notas de guitarra (tab) para Cookie Jar (var.3) de Jack Johnson descargar gratis, leer o reproducir online. Info de archivo: .txt, 3.44 kb, 138 visualizaciones y 0 descargas.
Artist: Jack Johnson
Title: Cookie Jar
Album: on and on
Transcription: Anthony D'Anna - Anthony127@comcast.net
http://www.anthonyjd.com/main/music/jj_onandon_album/jj_onandon_album.html
Tempo = 76bps
Intro (repeat pattern throughout with slight variation)
F#m C#m B C#m
d u d u d u u dudu d u d u d u u dudu
E|---2---2------4---4---4-----------2---2------4---4---4----------|
B|---2---2-x--x-5---5---5--xxxx-----4---4-x--x-5---5---5--xxxx----|
G|---2---2-x--x-6---6---5--xxxx-----4---4-x--x-6---6---6--xxxx----|
D|---4---4-x--x-6---6---6--xxxx-----4---4-x--x-6---6---6--xxxx----|
A|---4---4-x--x-4---4---4--xxxx-----2---2-x--x-4---4---4--xxxx----|
E|---2---2-x--x------------xxxx-----------x--x------------xxxx----|
F#m C#m B C#m
i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing
F#m C#m B C#m
to see all the other people, i dont know what they mean
F#m C#m B C#m
it was magic at first, when they spoke without sound
F#m C#m B C#m
but now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn that thing down
F#m C#m B C#m
turn it around
F#m C#m B
it wasnt me, says the boy with the gun sure i pulled the trigger,
C#m
but it needed to be done
F#m C#m
because lifes been killing me ever since it begun
B C#m
you cant blame me because im too young
F#m C#m B
you cant blame me, sure the killer was my son but i didnt teach him to
C#m
pull the trigger of the gun
F#m C#m B C#m
its the killing on his tv screen you cant blame me, its those images he seen
F#m C#m B C#m
you cant blame me, says the media man i wasnt the one who came up with the plan
F#m C#m B
i just point my camera at what the people want to see its a two way mirror
C#m
and you cant blame me
F#m C#m
you cant blame me, says the singer of the song
B C#m
or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
F#m C#m
its only entertainment, as anyone can see
B C#m
its smoke machines and makeup, you cant fool me
F#m C#m B C#m
it was you, it was me, it was every man we’ve all got the blood on our hands
F#m C#m B C#m
we only receive what we demand and if we want hell then hells what well have
F#m C#m B C#m
i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing
F#m C#m B C#m
to see all the other people, i dont know what they mean
F#m C#m B C#m
it was magic at first, but let everyone down
F#m C#m B C#m
and now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn it around
F#m C#m B C#m
turn it around