Alkaline Trio – The American Scream (Guitar)

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           E                F#m             C#m
Well they tied that yellow ribbon round the oak tree.

         E                 F#m                C#m                       
They've worn out all the prayer in their hearts.

     A                       E               B                
All along thought they were routing for the home team,

            A                           B     C5           
As they're sent to the game and torn apart.

    E               F#m            C#m                        
We twist this tourniquet upon the pipeline,

         E               F#m               C#m             
That he carries all the pain in the world.

        A                E              B                     
As we blindly clap and cheer from the sidelines

                  A                           B             
It's clear, on a losing streak from the very start.

     C5                    C#m A   E                               
And that's where they found me,

    B        C#m A   E   B                                          
In the cemetery.

          C#m        A                                         
A smoking gun in my hand,

              E           B             A                     
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.

          B                                                 
Sing with me,                                                           

                E                                            
The american scream.

     E                F#m            C#m                        
They took that faded ribbon off the oak tree.

         E                F#m           C#m                   
They've worn out all the hope in their hearts.

     A               E              B                         
All along thought I was doing the right thing,

          A                    B                             
Now I'm lying in a pool of my blood.

     C5                    C#m A   E                               
And that's where they found me,

    B        C#m A   E   B                                          
In the cemetery.

          C#m        A                                         
A smoking gun in my hand,

              E           B             A                     
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.

          B                                                 
Sing with me,

                          C#m A   E                               
And that's where they found me,

    B        C#m A   E   B                                          
In the cemetery.

          C#m        A                                         
A smoking gun in my hand,

              E           B             A                     
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.

          B                                                 
Sing with me,                                                           

                E  A   C#m B A
The american scream.

                E  A   C#m B A
The american scream.

                           C#m A   E                               
And that's where they found me,

    B        C#m A   E   B                                          
In the cemetery.

          C#m        A                                         
A smoking gun in my hand,

              E           B             A                     
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.

          B                                                 
Sing with me,                                                           

                C#m~~                                            
The american scream.