Brett Dennen – Wrong About Me (Guitar)

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C              D
From my humble beginning

G             C
To our bitter end

                         D
You were the one who was pretending

G               C
That I was your orphan

     G                      C           D           G
In a brownstone apartment in Brooklyn I found a new place to dwell

   G                    C                    D                G
I tore up my ticket to Tennessee and checked out of the Hollywood hotel

Bm                Em
You can call me a turncoat

C            D
Challenge my dignity

             G           D
But you were wrong about me

         G                       D
You were wrong, all along, about me

C                    D
Take of your plastic halo

G                                    C
But don't shun the monks inside your head

                     D
Give it to the gullible grooms

G                                C
Who drink their snake oil beside your bed

        G                        C        D       G
In your conjured up courtroom my integrity is on trial

     G                     C        D      G
The prosecution is gathering evidence from denial

Bm                    Em
You can preach to the choir

C            D
Say that I'm guilty

             G           D
But you were wrong about me

         G                       D
You were wrong, all along, about me

C
Go tell all your friends

G
Tell the boys back home about it

C
Tell your nurses and nuns about it

G
Tell all your cats about it

         C                   G C G
You were wrong you were wrong...

C                              D
Stubborn cowboys click their bootheels

G                           C
They're all settling their debts

                    D
I'm not making any more deals

G                       C
I ain't placing no more bets

     G                        C                D           G
Downtown on wall street where the millionaires smoke their cigars

     G                   C        D                    G
I traded all my savings for a new suit and an electric guitar

Bm                   Em
You could say that I sold out

C                    D
But nobody works for free

             G           D
But you were wrong about me

         G                       D
You were wrong, all along, about me