Chords for The Low Anthem performing "Boeing 737" on KCRW

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_ [G] _ _ [Em] _ [C] the _ [G] _
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city air when the towers come [G] down, a bar on the [Em] 84th floor.
[C] Have I [G] Philippine tea around?
[A] Here I ask when his high [C] wire is gone.
Says after one foot out on the wire, [G] there's one foot straight into [Em] heaven.
When [C] the prophets entered [G] boldly into the bar on [D] a Boeing [C] 737.
Lord on [D] a Boeing [C] 737.
_ Now hey little bird, will you be the one to [G] mess beneath my [Em] gatling gun?
[C] There's nothing left that I [G] call my own.
You [D] come down and lift me [C] up.
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was in the bar where they ripped the tower, [G] just trying to lose all [Em] my sin.
And [C] a barmaid asked my [G] owner, asked [A] where my mind to [C] been.
Try to recall the high wire, and to [G] believe every foot there [Em] in heaven.
When the [C] prophets entered boldly [G] into the bar on a [D] Boeing 737.
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Lord on a [D] Boeing [C] 737. _ _ _ _
Will you be the one [G] to mess beneath my [Em] gatling gun?
[C] Well there's nothing left.
[G] _ [D] You come down and lift [G] me up.
Now hey, [C] will you be the one [G] to mess beneath [Em] my gatling gun?
[C] Well there's nothing left.
[G] _ [D] You come down and lift [G] me up. _ _
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_ Hey little bird, will you be the one to mess [Em] beneath my gatling gun?
[C] There's nothing left that I call my [D] own.
You come down and lift me up.
You come down and [G] lift me up.
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