Chords for Elizabeth Cook "Tabitha Tuders' Mama"
Tempo:
65.95 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
Bm
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] You wouldn't know it by fading flowers in the yard.
The spirits they're broken, time goes on.
The sun can be shining all over town.
But here one solitary cloud hangs round.
[E] She dusts her room and strains her shoes.
[B] Now she might walk in tomorrow for six o'clock news.
[F#] But she's pretty but [B] the world hardly looks up.
[E] [B] When your mama makes lunch and your daddy drives a truck.
[F#] [B] She can't help but wonder, but she don't care.
[F#] [B] That I might lay [F#] in too long there.
[B] There's a number written [E] by a twelve year old fairy.
[F#] [B] In a file in Nashville labeled cold cake.
And an [E] old box fan still [B] caught her heat.
Ruffle curtains blow on Lillian Street.
[E] [E]
[Bm] [B]
[C#m] [E]
[B]
[E] [B] Five sex offenders live on that street.
The whole damn world's crawling with grief.
Too [C#] close to wear her dresses [B] twirl.
Too close, too late, too bad little girl.
[E] Poor people got a [B] lot of heart.
[F#] [B] Who's worth more than five [E] thousand dollars?
[B] Elizabeth Smart.
Please pray [E] for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
[Em]
[B] Even [E] if you don't [B] pray at all.
Please [E] pray for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
Even [E] if you [B] don't pray at all.
Still in her heart, still in her.
Still cut up on a pallet at the foot of the bed.
Too close to wear her dresses twirl.
Too close, too late, [E] too bad little girl.
[B]
The spirits they're broken, time goes on.
The sun can be shining all over town.
But here one solitary cloud hangs round.
[E] She dusts her room and strains her shoes.
[B] Now she might walk in tomorrow for six o'clock news.
[F#] But she's pretty but [B] the world hardly looks up.
[E] [B] When your mama makes lunch and your daddy drives a truck.
[F#] [B] She can't help but wonder, but she don't care.
[F#] [B] That I might lay [F#] in too long there.
[B] There's a number written [E] by a twelve year old fairy.
[F#] [B] In a file in Nashville labeled cold cake.
And an [E] old box fan still [B] caught her heat.
Ruffle curtains blow on Lillian Street.
[E] [E]
[Bm] [B]
[C#m] [E]
[B]
[E] [B] Five sex offenders live on that street.
The whole damn world's crawling with grief.
Too [C#] close to wear her dresses [B] twirl.
Too close, too late, too bad little girl.
[E] Poor people got a [B] lot of heart.
[F#] [B] Who's worth more than five [E] thousand dollars?
[B] Elizabeth Smart.
Please pray [E] for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
[Em]
[B] Even [E] if you don't [B] pray at all.
Please [E] pray for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
Even [E] if you [B] don't pray at all.
Still in her heart, still in her.
Still cut up on a pallet at the foot of the bed.
Too close to wear her dresses twirl.
Too close, too late, [E] too bad little girl.
[B]
Key:
B
E
F#
Bm
C#m
B
E
F#
[B] _ _ You wouldn't know it by fading flowers in the yard.
_ _ The spirits they're broken, time goes on.
_ _ The sun can be shining all over town.
_ _ But here one solitary cloud hangs round.
_ _ [E] She dusts her room and strains her shoes.
[B] _ Now she might walk in tomorrow for six o'clock news.
[F#] But she's pretty but [B] the world hardly looks up.
[E] _ _ [B] When your mama makes lunch and your daddy drives a truck.
[F#] _ _ [B] She can't help but wonder, but she don't care.
[F#] _ _ [B] That I might lay [F#] in too long there.
_ [B] There's a number written [E] by a twelve year old fairy.
_ [F#] [B] In a file in Nashville labeled cold cake.
_ And an [E] old box fan still [B] caught her heat.
_ _ Ruffle curtains blow on Lillian _ Street.
[E] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ [B] Five sex offenders live on that street.
_ _ The whole damn world's crawling with grief.
_ _ Too [C#] close to wear her dresses [B] twirl.
_ Too close, too late, too bad little girl.
_ [E] Poor people got a [B] lot of heart.
_ [F#] [B] Who's worth more than five [E] thousand dollars?
_ [B] _ Elizabeth Smart. _
_ Please pray [E] for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
[Em] _
_ [B] Even [E] if you don't [B] pray at all. _
_ Please [E] pray for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama. _
_ Even [E] if you [B] don't pray at all.
_ Still in her heart, still in her. _ _
_ Still cut up on a pallet at the foot of the bed.
_ Too close to wear her dresses twirl. _
_ Too close, too late, [E] too bad little _ girl.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The spirits they're broken, time goes on.
_ _ The sun can be shining all over town.
_ _ But here one solitary cloud hangs round.
_ _ [E] She dusts her room and strains her shoes.
[B] _ Now she might walk in tomorrow for six o'clock news.
[F#] But she's pretty but [B] the world hardly looks up.
[E] _ _ [B] When your mama makes lunch and your daddy drives a truck.
[F#] _ _ [B] She can't help but wonder, but she don't care.
[F#] _ _ [B] That I might lay [F#] in too long there.
_ [B] There's a number written [E] by a twelve year old fairy.
_ [F#] [B] In a file in Nashville labeled cold cake.
_ And an [E] old box fan still [B] caught her heat.
_ _ Ruffle curtains blow on Lillian _ Street.
[E] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ [B] Five sex offenders live on that street.
_ _ The whole damn world's crawling with grief.
_ _ Too [C#] close to wear her dresses [B] twirl.
_ Too close, too late, too bad little girl.
_ [E] Poor people got a [B] lot of heart.
_ [F#] [B] Who's worth more than five [E] thousand dollars?
_ [B] _ Elizabeth Smart. _
_ Please pray [E] for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama.
[Em] _
_ [B] Even [E] if you don't [B] pray at all. _
_ Please [E] pray for Tabitha [B] Tudor's mama. _
_ Even [E] if you [B] don't pray at all.
_ Still in her heart, still in her. _ _
_ Still cut up on a pallet at the foot of the bed.
_ Too close to wear her dresses twirl. _
_ Too close, too late, [E] too bad little _ girl.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _