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Slander
01:24
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I did not stoop to slander; slander stooped to me Em Em Am Em
I did not stoop to slander; he delivered it for free Em A B
Slander went way out of his way F
Just to offer me a salute Em
Musta spent a fortune on gas D
'Cause I ain't an economical route B
I did not stoop to slander; baby I can reach it just fine
I did not stoop to slander; I had in my pocket all the time
Slander ain't that hard to find
It's scrawled in every telephone booth
Besides, is it really slander
If you're telling the truth
(Am I? Ennh.)
I did not stoop to slander; Baby I am standing up tall. Ish.
If Slander photobombed me well it wasn't my doing at all
Don't believe all the things you hear F
Or even all the things you say Em
I did not stoop to slander D
I did not stoop to slander B
I did not stoop to slander D B
I'm just built this way Em (G Em)
(And that's the truth)
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A Strange New Plaid
02:15
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A Strange New Plaid
You write another page in the book of words D Bm
Too late for the people who should have heard them Em A
He would have laughed D
She would shake her head Bm
Wouldn't they be proud Em
If they weren't dead A
Life goes on a little thinner than before D Bm
Wider too, and there is all this space Em A
You learn to stretch past the missing stairs D Bm
And reach your hands across the empty seats G A
New colours on the loom take up their part Dbarre Gbarre
You weave yourself in Dbarre
As best you can Gbarre
To a strange new plaid Dbarre Gbarre
A strange new plaid Dbarre
You bite your tongue when the path goes strange D Bm
It's not what you planned, but plans don't keep Em A
The script you wrote was sweet and grand D Bm
And not quite real; you see that now G A
New colours on the loom take up their part Dbarre Gbarre
You weave yourself in Dbarre
As best you can Gbarre
To a strange new plaid Dbarre Gbarre
A strange new plaid Dbarre
You write another page in the book of words D Bm single strums
Too late for the people who should have heard them Em A
She would have laughed D
He'd shake his head Bm
Well wouldn't they be proud Em
I think they'd be... proud A
New colours on the loom take up their part Dbarre Gbarre
You weave yourself in Dbarre
As best you can Gbarre
To a strange new plaid Dbarre Gbarre
A strange new plaid Dbarre Gbarre
I think they'd be proud Dbarre Gbarre
I think they'd be proud Dbarre
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Brooke Abbey (formerly Brooke Lunderville) is a banjo-playing pharmacist from Vancouver, BC.
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