Chords for The Decemberists - July, July! (from Castaways & Cutouts)

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_ There [B] is a road that meets the road that goes to [D] my [A] house and how it green grows there _
[E] _ And [F#] we got special boots [E] that beat the path [D] to my house and [A] it's careful and [B] it's careful when [Bm] I'm there _
[E] _ _ [A] Nice [B] a uncle [E] was a crooked [D] French Canadian
[A] And he [B] was gut shot [E] running Jen
_ [A] And [B] how his guts were [E] all suspended [D] in his fingers [A] and how he held [B] them how he held [E] them held him hand
_ And [F#m] the water rolls down the [E] drain
Water rolls down [F#m] the drain
The water rolls down the drain
[E] _ In [D] a lovely thing _
_ _ [E] In a lovely drain _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] July, [E] July, _ [D] [A] July
Never seemed so [E] strange
_ _ _ [A] _ [D] July, [E] July, _ July
[A] It [D] never seemed [E] so, it [D] never seemed [A] so _ [D] strange
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_ [A] This is [B] the story of the road that goes [A] to my house
And [B] what goes there do [E] remain _
_ [A] And [B] all the troughs that [E] run the length and [D] breadth of my house
And the chickens, [G] how they rattle chicken [E] chains
[C#m] _ _ [A] And we'll [B] remember this [E] when we are old [D] and ancient
[B] Though the specifics might [E] be vague
_ [A] And I'll [B] say your chamisole [E] was a sprightly [D] light magenta
When [A] in fact it was [B] a nappy [E] blueish gray
_ [F#m] And the water rolls down [E] the drain
_ [F#m] The blood rolls [E] down the drain
But the [C#] rattle [D] rattle ain't a thing
_ _ [E] It's a blood red drain
_ _ [A] _ _ _ July, [E]
July, July [A] _ never seemed so [E] strange
_ _ July, [D] _
[E] July, _ [A] July never [D] seemed [Em] so
It never [D] seemed [A] so [D] strange _
[Em] It [D] never seemed [A] so [D] strange _
[E] It [D] never seemed [A] so [D] strange
[E] It [D] never seemed so strange
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